It's the day you fear most followed by a life of chasing a ghost Life is suddenly so different looking in the mirror from the other side of the glass I feel like I've been falling forever and the sensation does not pass I am a stranger to the girl I once was I don't even know her anymore my heart is so broken and my mind is at war I face each day with all the strength that I have people they tell me it will be alright still I cry myself to sleep at night I have to believe that he is watching down on us and that he can still see I hope that he knows that he was my world and that he is proud of me I look at my daughter and I see him and this some how brings some peace but days are hard and this pain is hard to ease I treasure each moment that we two have shared for the loss of my love I was not prepared what I have to hold onto our daughter and the memories and hearing the wind blow through the trees I wish I could say time has made it easier to let you go but is easy is a word and the feeling I do not know I miss you my jesse, my love and my friend a love like we share is so beautiful and has no end so I watch our daughter grow and tell her about her dad I spend my days being thankful for the life that we had
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
I lost the love of my life two years ago come august 30th, I have not been able to get my barrings since I lost him and it's been very hard for me.I am trying very hard to be a great mom and appear fine but it's hard.I am not complaining about my life because I am very lucky I have a beautiful daughter, a great home, and I have had great love for and from wonderful people. I was very fortunate in many ways. When I lost Jesse it was like a bomb went off and we had no warning he was 31 and he had a massive heart attack and it was so sudden. Just a thursday afternoon.... Anyway it was hard and for anyone who has lost a loved one I am sorry for your loss, it's hard I know. It's the small things that get me through thinking of his laugh and the things we enjoyed doing together, watching him watch our daughter.Hold onto the good memories and let the bad one's go. Here's to you Jesse Ray I love you!
True love never dies, it can be lived it can be forgotten, even when forgotten, it still lives, some times the best it can be is remembered:)
runawayJakarta, IndonesiaJul 29, 2009
I wonder just how much sorrow your heart must have been through when turning your feelings into words. Share your grief and pain. Hugs to you.
FromDurhamDurham, England UKJul 30, 2009
Wow, simply put, wow, my heart goes out to you and your daughter, I can't imagine what your going or have gone through, but no matter how many dark clouds are in the sky, and how much rain is falling, some day the sun will shine, the flowers come out, and the birds start singing again.
southmiamiTampa, Florida USAJul 31, 2009
I cannot feel your lost because I have not been through that but I have felt a lost of a love one, that was my DAD when he was still full of life. This was a big blow to our family, so I want you to be strong because my mother did not have the strength to bare this and went on a wrong path. Me and my sibblings lacked of her loving presence to be their for us. You are also entitled to find happiness again it is going to take a while. There will be moments in your life that you will smile in your own memories, there are others that don't have that gift because they just won't remember. But don't live on yellow pictures, move on for youself, your daughter and your own happiness.
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This was a big blow to our family, so I want you to be strong because my mother did not have the strength to bare this and went on a wrong path. Me and my sibblings lacked of her loving presence to be their for us.
You are also entitled to find happiness again it is going to take a while.
There will be moments in your life that you will smile in your own memories, there are others that don't have that gift because they just won't remember.
But don't live on yellow pictures, move on for youself, your daughter and your own happiness.