Where do we go from here?
How do we heal?
How do we love?
I spoke to Vivek about grief and loss.
Was your grief my grief?
Or was I able to put my soul in the place of your soul and feel it all?
Feel the fear of losing a love.
And he simply said.
It couldn’t have been any other way.
For all moments lost.
For all moments won.
They were always destined.
Always meant to be.
As they were meant to be.
I have no control over the tide.
And no control over the souls that stay.
And those that go.