take this,
dear one,
to the grave
of the one
who needs
grieving the most.
'why not flowers?'
because,
dear one,
flowers do not last.
they do not
represent
the life
of the one
who needs
grieving the most.
this present,
dear one,
would've been
very special
to the one
who needs
grieving the most.
they did not,
dear one,
live a life
where what they
earned in life
was a bouquet
of flowers
for death.
not at all.
what you are
to give to them
they deserved
but never got.
they were buried
in silence,
in solitude.
by a stranger
who did not care
who they were.
so this gift,
dear one,
would've been
very special
to the one
who needs
grieving the most.
you see,
dear one,
what you are holding
is a glass vial
of my tears.
of my sympathy for them,
of my sorrow
that they are
no longer here.
of my regret
of not ever being there
to comfort them
in their times
of trial.
of my happiness
that they are
in a better place.
and of my longing
for their presence again
in my desolate life.
please,
dear one,
as you spread this
over their grave,
give them some
of your own,
and let them know
that I will be
joining them soon.
that they were loved,
even if they
didn't notice.
and that they
are not forgotten.
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