#18

May 3

Love Lost

"It is a scary thing to love that which death can touch."
—Frances Weller

It’s also the grandest of adventures.

For now…
My heart tears as tears fall.
Because what we built, I did not hold.

So, I stand alone.
Gripping a thin string of hope.
Attempting to trust the unfolding of this unruly anguish.

To those who have known great love.
How lucky we are.

Tend to what you love, while it is yours.