8/30

It is true, I have run through the days, nights trying to understand.
And I do not; reamed as I have been by loss, emptied
Adrift, yet coping.

Coping with all you left me, the good and the not.
Today mowing, all that mowing, it hit: the best always will 
Be knowing you.

Yet also the flip: the worst in my life is because I knew you,
Knew and now here alone, I seek a new equilibrium to just
Remember the best.