Journey
took a journey starting yesterday
It started on the phone
A car
A hospital
A bed
And ended with “goodbye”
But it wasn’t quite a "goodbye"
Goodbyes are for
Quitters
And goodbyes are endings
And people who have given up
Instead I said “see you soon”
Because I know
That at some point there will be a
“Hello again”
So I know my broken journey isn’t over
And this journey is going to hurt more than the “see you soon “ itself
A heart already made of glass broke into pieces
Each shard stabbing me with every breath
And I've grieved an ocean so full of sorrow you could get lost in it
Filled with graveside visits
And driving past a cemetery I see everyday
Looking out the other window
But there are things in my ocean keeping me afloat
Our dreams of travel
And the hint of your smile in the back of my mind
I remember you
And your love
The beauty and light you brought into even the darkest room
And the hope you offered even when there was little left for yourself
So while my broken journey isn’t over
I'll have your memory to guide my way
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