the way the story goes
Everyone’s down by the water. Everyone’s out in the garden. Everyone’s under the café umbrellas, cups on their tables and tapping on laptops. Everyone’s crowding the edge of the park, while the little kids kick at soccer balls and the big kids run the bases. Everyone’s carrying shopping bags. Everyone’s taking pictures. Everyone’s on the sidewalks, with their arms around each other. There are no shadows, just sudden tufts of blue flowers. It’s not grief that leaves me so alone.
8 comments:
(((hugs)))
Oh, man, I'm sorry it's a rough day, or week, or...
Hugs from here too.
how does this nice weather manages to remind us so profoundly of what we are missing? neat trick.
For me it hurts because it's a reminder that life just seems to keep going for everyone but me. Is that what makes you feel alone too?
Exactly. There's almost a kind of bubble around me that isolates me from all the normal people doing normal stuff.
Yeah it hurts because the world can't seem to feel or see your loss and then it doesn't becomes such a big leap to think people don't care either. Truth is probably some don't but I want to believe the majority do.
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How true your post is. So beautifully expressed. (((hugs)))
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