Sometimes all you can do is cry

For what’s gone

For who’s gone

For what’s missed

For what’s missing

For what could have been

For what won’t be

For what you had

For all you lost

For what you want

For what can’t be

For memories that were

For memories that won’t be

For yesterday

For a different tomorrow

For being grateful

For being wounded

For not believing

For reality.

Sometimes all you can do is cry-

And that’s enough and not at all- all at the same time.

Lessons learned