held life in your hands, and felt it drift away?
Have you ever
watched a being struggle to stay in this world, and yet witnessed their spirit disperse into the aether?
Have you ever
touched something so gently, for fear of harming, only wishing to let them understand they were loved?
Have you ever
been so moved by a beings will to live, and ultimate loss of will, that you cried so serenely you didn’t even feel it at first?
I have.
Many a time.
And I feel as though, each time, when their spirit disperses,
a part of mine does too.
And I’m left
broken
empty
incomplete
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Beautiful. Also could completely relate, unfortunately
Thank you (:
I wrote this after a baby possum died in my hands, and I wanted to express how much this creature meant to me, regardless of the short period I knew it.
It may sound like I’m talking about people, but it’s about my pets and other animals. Because I like them more than most humans.