At the base of that tree

Blood pooling neath my feet

Face splattered with his life

I died

 

When I cradled his body

All shattered and torn

Barely a cohesive thing

I died

 

As I cried out to the gods

To every last one of them

And heard silence in return

I died

 

When I returned to my village

Water left behind, forgotten

Its absence, not my love’s, noticed

I died

 

As the elders counseled me

Rose’s arm upon my shoulder

“These things happen for a reason”

I died

 

As I pled for them begged

To get his body returned it to me

“No burial for water bearers”

I died

 

While I lie here in bed

Knowing tomorrow will be the same

Will continue on without his light

I die

 

As I think how every day

Every moment will be without him

His absence an indelible mark

I die

 

As I close my eyes

Tears still streaming

Impossible to halt

I die

 

I wish…

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