Individual Time Schedules

R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Wishing for the respect of my love as I wait in the disparity of his grief, sensing his sorrow, knowing his emptiness and abandonment as my own. Wanting him to be open and accepting while BEing with him, soliciting whatever it is that he needs just by asking it of me. Hoping to do whatever possible to awaken his mind to the life that is still living inside of him, praying he will recognize his purpose in life. Opening his eyes and heart to others in pain like himself, will help to assuage his loneliness, yet afraid, staying within, isolating, not letting go. Not wanting to go through another loss of true love is understood, yet being aware of the fact that being human means we need to love and be loved in turn. There's nothing wrong with that, maybe he will realize it also, in time as each individual has their own time schedules when it comes to grief.

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