November 7, 2020

I Missed you Today—a Poem from a Grieving Heart.


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Hi, teardrops.

How’s it going today?

I see you’ve come to tell me another story.

What will it be about tonight?

That story again?

I know it’s your favorite, but it’s not mine.

Do I remember how it goes?

Of course, I do.

Okay, I’ll start it from the beginning, but just one more time.

They say time heals all wounds, but time passes and this wound continues to bleed.

Never mind.

I can’t go through this story again.

I can’t say his name anymore.

If you’re going to tell me a story, please begin with tears and end with my teeth showing all my molars.

You’d like me to start?


I missed you today when I reached to my right in my sleep and hit my nightstand and Viktor Frankl’s, A Man’s Search for Meaning instead.

I missed you today when I used a different bottle of shampoo and took off my own T-shirt I wore to bed.

I missed you today when I opened the fridge and there was no more Dr. Pepper.

I missed you today when you weren’t here to double-check that I locked the door.

I missed you today when I hugged my pillow and inhaled only my scent.

I missed you today at 5 a.m. when your lips were not resting on mine.

I missed you a lot today, but my molars shined ever so brightly when what I missed, even more, said hello to me in the mirror tonight.

Hello, Rebecca.

It’s okay to grieve.

I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere.


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