WORDLESS

I’ve been trying to find some good words. That’s what they say I can do; find some words, something eloquent and meaningful.

But there haven’t been any. I can’t do it.

My friend died. I want to talk about him. I want to capture how I feel, how I felt when I found out, and how much it hurts. But ever since Saturday when the text came through, I have been quite quite silenced. There aren’t any words that I can find to do the job. Perhaps they’re there, locked inside me, ready for the right moment. But while grief engraves its pattern on my heart, while the wound is still fresh and the beauty harder to see, I just don’t know what to say.