How does anyone get over the loss of a loved one? I know
there are different levels of love for example a Son could love their parents
much more than a daughter. But imagine if you love someone 100% you worship
them live for them and suddenly they go. Out of your life. They haven’t died,
they are still there out there, somewhere, only you just don’t know where they
are, who they’re with and what they are doing!
One day the door may knock the bell might ring your heart
skips a beat, but wait, that person has a key, so surely even after all this
time, they would just walk in? Possibly not, this could be them, you can’t
breathe are you excited or terrified. What if it’s the Police with news you
have ran through in your mind so many times but recoil at the thought of the
outcome.
It’s not the police, with trembling hands a look on your
face as if you have seen a ghost and it’s your neighbour wondering if you could
take in a parcel.
How could someone you love so much and gave your life for do
this to you? How on earth do you even get up in the mornings? I’m sure you can’t
sleep at nights. If you do, it’s never a proper sleep just in case the phone
rings or the door announces there’s someone there.
You are exhausted. Your whole life is torture and you really
don’t feel like you have deserved this.
No one understands just how you feel. Your stomach is roar
with pain ulcers created by stress. But you have hope, that’s all you have to
hang onto.
One day just perhaps that person will walk back into your
life and explain just where they have been mentally and physically. They will
sit next to you; their pain will show on their face and their body will be one
of a very lost soul. But they will be home now. All will be Okay and healing
shall begin.
© Fiona Cummings
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