For Alex

She has a son
but left behind,
his presence always in her head
like an endless river.

At rest his grief touches her,
his pain presses on her back
she doubles over
hugging memories to her chest,
feeling her cheek where
his childhood kiss was
once a reality.

Leaving created a rent in her heart,
guilt filled it,
fear ripped it wider,
grief flowed down its ragged edges.
She cannot be whole
without him.

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