Wrestling with grief

I’m lying awake and my eyes are leaking,
pain in my chest cavity
not sure if this is indigestion or my heart breaking...I miss you
It was the ‘Rumble’ on today and it’s not the same...I miss sharing those little things
like joking about the zimmer frames around the ring, cause another senior citizen has escaped the nursing home and is making a...one more last match comeback!
Or sharing a laugh over the days of our lives storylines, over the top pushes and silver spoon victories...i still have ‘mania’ on my bucket list for you dad
I miss our trips to Springy for chilli pork rolls and duck
I miss you counting the pelicans every time we drive over that bridge, the way you smile and get a sparkle in your eyes
I keep picturing you in your chair...I wish you were still there
this is grief, crying, laughing and reminiscing...
right now I’m feeling it, right now it’s hard
but I sense your presence, in my heart, on my mind

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