Words of a painter about art, painting and other thoughts about life, death and things that get in the way. I began my blog 2010.
A melancholy piece. Well written... you say a lot in a few words!
To severe a symbiosis of life -- nothing can be more sad-
that is a hard hole to fill.and in some ways you never will.three will be other things you lovebut def not the same.
so hard...every word bearing the unbearable.....
so tough... palpable loss in this... and there's no one who can take their place.. hugs..
You could not have said it better, Annell. When that one and only has gone, that ache stays with you forever, I suspect. I turn mine into a shrine inside my heart, and I talk to him there. Still doesnt cut it.
I find that hole seems to be nearly impossible to fill... tough.
Such emptiness when someone dear is lost for whatever reasons. Takes time to heal! Nicely annell!Hank
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A melancholy piece. Well written... you say a lot in a few words!
To severe a symbiosis of life -- nothing can be more sad-
that is a hard hole to fill.
and in some ways you never will.
three will be other things you love
but def not the same.
so hard...every word bearing the unbearable.....
so tough... palpable loss in this... and there's no one who can take their place.. hugs..
You could not have said it better, Annell. When that one and only has gone, that ache stays with you forever, I suspect. I turn mine into a shrine inside my heart, and I talk to him there. Still doesnt cut it.
I find that hole seems to be nearly impossible to fill... tough.
Such emptiness when someone dear is lost for whatever reasons. Takes time to heal! Nicely annell!
Hank
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