It hurts. The pain hurts.
Knowing that I will never see you again.
Calling out your name and you, not calling out mine.
It hurts.
You were alone on your last moments.
I wonder, what were your thoughts?
Were you scared?
Were you alone?
Did you call out my name?
Did you try reaching out for my hand
when you were fading away?
Did it hurt?
I hope you felt free, free from your pains and hardships.
I know you are in a better place now.
For you are one with the universe.
I am happy for you.
But still, it hurts