Our thoughts in exchange for yours.

For my grandmother

by rosemary’s kt

She’s up when I’m down She’s in the clouds for all time I walk the streets of this earthly presence She shows me the answers to the questions I’ve been seeking. It hurts to think of, it hurts to swallow The pains of losing her is too much to bother Thinking of her, on this day of all days.

I’m glad that we spent the time that we did.

You wouldn’t understand Just how much it hurts

To have the vision of your life

Erased entirely

But “it’s probably for the best” as people love to say. They wouldn’t understand How you’ve kept all these feelings at bay

It probably is for the best, statistically speaking Heartbreak is for the foolish Even me, here I am, Drinking.

I sit here alone and I’m not Afraid. Brave enough to start again in this world of fakes. I’m not ashamed of my losses, not worried about my failures. I don’t need to worry about meeting the right guy—he’s somewhere out there, no doubt, it’s possible.