Many times we like to believe that we are strong. That no matter what happens we will move on and find something else to occupy our times with. But the truth is, no matter how strong you are, loss is something difficult for everyone to cope with. The hardest part of loss is realizing you do not need whatever it is you lost, to live. No matter how prevalent a friendship or significant other once was in your life, you once lived your life without them. Which means you can do the same now that they are not present in your life. This poem highlights the beauty in life’s inconsistency, and how things come and go, and the lesson is to learn to be okay with that.
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Senses are riddled with memory
Whiffs of something unrecognizable
Yet so vaguely familiar
Unexpected feelings of remembrance
Adapt to the hole in your chest
Gone but never away
Self-made Light peeking through crevices
Noises meant to be heard
Until they become too quiet
Temporarily present
Permanently close
Inevitable inconsistency
Tragically beautiful
