10 Years

Papa had to leave. Everyone will.

Death is born with birth.

It’s been 10 years today and people moved on.

I did not.

I do not want to.

I spent years praying that I never lose him.

I would watch him sleep and go near him just to make sure he was breathing.

Years on end, I did this.

This was never attachment. This is a connection beyond many lifetimes. Ineffable.

When I see you again, I will be at your feet again.

There never was and never will be, a human of such humility, such patience, such unbridled love.