I morn you. Morn your loss daily.
All of you – my lost loves. You are morned.
With a full and open heart you are morned, loved, hated, appreciated and remembered.
I am grateful for your existence, hateful for your departure
All the while, full feeling love, sad losing love and hopeful knowing love.
I miss you. I morn you.
It’s all the same, my heart weary. It’s all the same, my heart full.
Transition. Change. Sadness.
20 January 2017