to my brother

On November 25, 2016
a poem by [mekké]

Words are hard to describe feelings, I have always been better with images. Yet writing down how much I miss you seems to give me more tranquility. Writing to let go, to give this all a place. It will never heal, it will never go away, but just learning to give it time and space. I can tell you how much I care, how much I would give to have you back in my life, but you know all of this and it won’t change anything, that’s what I am learning with time. Writing to tell you how much I have learned, to show you that through fragility I become a stronger person. More able to understand, more able to listen and to care. Hurt through loss, I’ve become a wiser person.

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