The Need to Grieve

I feel that I have no right to party or be high even if its a means to break the tension and my mind off the misery and grieving.

But I feel a deep sense of responsibility to grieve. Because I see it as the right thing to do.

To show the respect. To show that her lost matters.

I feel that by grieving , it is the only thing I can do to help close this chapter of my life and the Final Chapter of hers.

I do not think I've been a good owner at all and I feel a need to grieve to repent my sins; whatever they were.

Her love was unrequited . And Unconditional.

Was mine ever?

Will never forget the final look she gave; one of yearning and misery .... even loneliness.

Did she know her end was near?

Is it fair that her life and death were in our hands?

I am broken.

And I want to show it because SHE MATTERS.

Q

Foxxxy, my dear, you'll be home soon...