Never

“Later doesn’t always come” those words struck me today
Driving
Home from work
Sitting in LA traffic
Under a graying sky.

Would you be? Could you be? Alive in another place? Will I see you later?

Because our “later” here will never come
and I grieve that.

Hard.

There’s no tomorrow for us

No “I’ll talk to you later”

No more Beau and Bowie sitting on our purses
As we got ready for work –

Our Parallels- –

Where we were connecting. Were.

We were connecting. “Later doesn’t always come” later is never for us

and
Memories are not powerful enough to overcome the Grief – The Great Sadness – of my future losses.

Nothing…nothing can replace this future
Now left only in my head
For my magical thinking to transform the start of something into the best of us…

4/21/2021

Published by Kate B

I am trying to integrate my loss with life...

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