Now that she’s gone…

I guess I couId be pretty pissed off about what happened to me,
but it’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world.

Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing her all the time and it’s too much.
My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst.

And then I remember…

to relax…

& stop trying to hold on to her.

& then her memories flow through me…

like rain…

and I can’t feel anything but gratitude…

for every single moment…

of those wonderful times that I spent with her…

Perhaps, she would realize it someday…
Of what could have been if she stayed back…

But I guess its too late… now that she’s gone…

Now that she’s gone….

You probably have no idea what I’m taIking about,

But don’t worry….

You will someday….