see you in the mourning

may 23, 2025

this piece is apart of a larger collection that has been unfolding over the past couple of weeks. “what is dead, must die again,” feels like a debut and a homecoming.

i wish they had told us about mourning

and how grieving wasn’t just for the dead

but for myself

for who i was but can no longer be

for what i wanted

and who i wanted but who wasn’t right for me

i mourn the me that i was

and the me that got me here

she did her best

her best was enough

and

i love her

i love her

i love her

how bitterloved this goodbye

i cannot take her with me

for her i must mourn

and behind i must leave

i wish they had told us

about the mourning

and how grieving, wasn’t just

for the dead.

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