A helpful tree for grieving

I want to leave nothing left unsaid Leave

Nothing to chance 

If only, at close of day, there were no ellipses

But I know I’ll forget something important

That

We’ll talk about the meaning of life but I’ll forget to say I love you

Or maybe

I love you is all I’ll get out

See

Despite Shakespeare

An entire life can’t be condensed into a single soliloquy

All the things I should have said won’t get said and one day you’ll be gone 

Or

I’ll be gone

Whoever goes first, there will definitely be a loss 

And 

I am not equipped for that unprepared ending

I am not prepared to say goodbye before I’ve told you that I love the way your hair smells like summer vacation 

That

Yours are the strongest hands I’ve ever held 

That you’re my swan in Monet’s water lilies and you’ve always been the lighthouse guiding me home

If the number of things I have to tell you was directly proportional to the amount of time I’d have to tell them to you

I’d read you every entry on google in every language ever spoken 

But

That’s not how it works is it

One day you’ll be gone

Or

I’ll be gone 

Whoever goes first there will definitely be a loss

And

I am not prepared for the ending 

-EJoveJohnson

Runestone Casting

I cannot be your friend
Because
You, are not mine
Because
You cannot abide my silence
Because
To you my pain is inconvenience
My support
Your disdain
Because
Somewhen along our way you forgot what it means to love in difference
Forgot, it seems
To see beyond your preconceptions
Because
We, are no longer same
We
Are, no longer
Two halves of one household
Two sides of one soul
Two
We are no longer
Perhaps we never were
More
Just bedfellows of convenience
The equivalently lost
Directionless but for each other
Sole solace for so long
Somehow
My language no longer yours
Yours, no longer
Mine
I cannot be your friend because
You
Are no longer mine
-EJoveJohnson