Caught in a curious freeze-frame between life and death, we wait with you.
Resolutely alive; the same man I have known and loved throughout my entire existence
Yet undeniably trapped on the fringes of life as we once knew it.
Simultaneously drained of both heartache and hope,
I am (sadly) still, by turns, able to feel both emotions
A stab through the heart
A lump in the throat
A tentative butterfly behind my ribs.
You squeeze my hand as I hold yours tight,
We talk; swap memories, exchange love.
Tread the well-worn paths of stories old,
Wondering what it would take to make them new;
Every day into which we both awaken,
Feels almost too beautiful a gift;
An answered plea, for sure.
One I wish could be acknowledged forever.
My heart breaks
With the inevitability of it all.
“More tea, Grandad?”
Are the words I speak the most.
Comes your reply.
Such unfaltering charm and good manners,
To the very end.
I love you;
Forever and always.