Tears Of Loss

Going back to a place frequented daily in the past saddens us, memories are happy, yet instantly bring tears to our eyes, because they are no longer alive. Living on when people close to you die, is very difficult, choosing to hide within, roaming the immense inner deserts alone. Mirages appear and our hearts quicken when they feel them near, yet while watching, they gently smile and flicker away. Extreme sadness fills our entire beings, wanting to be held, hugged, smiled upon again, nothing happens and we die a little more inside. Thinking with loss we lose a little of ourselves each time, and our own death is the culmination of all our losses. When we have no more, when there is no more room for loss in our lives we become a loss to others. Dignity and respect of life are premature, they need to develop near our end, growing faithfully so whoever is left has the greatest memories opened and exposed in all their beauty.