Goodbye My Friend

Empty walls become the out-of-focus billboards of thought. Simple, seemingly insignificant things become springboards of flushing emotions that cannot be quenched nor withheld - impossible to ignore their swells while headaches grow from trying. Must I let it go where grief can sleep with me in our own quiet place? No ... these intense exaggerations of emotion are not born from loss or death but from love and life! Look around and know they will grow once more. Our journey is here for now; we will join our lost loves in good time, but we have more yet to love and lose ...