Grief: A Poem
and when he finally met my eyes
my heart folded, and shattered, and crumbled;
his face written with news of her her demise.
and so i tried to make my way through the jumble
of life post mila.
i was broken and dangerous,
it was all my fault.
i was angry and traitorous,
and now the spinning of my world would halt,
as i tried to live without her.
she was beautiful and wise,
charming and wonderful in every way,
danity and poised like butterflies.
but now. my world was turning grey.