It all feels very, very sudden.
Like when there’s a storm, when it’s raining and raining and raining and it suddenly stops.
I’ve got all these years and years of memories of you.
To be honest, they’re slipping away like sand through my fingers.
I felt you move on to another stage today.
I could see it in the sky and I could sense it in the air.
I can sense it in the ground underneath my feet.
That passing on of heritage, of history, of family and love.
Or maybe it was just my mind playing tricks.
Maybe it was me trying to find meaning in the rainbow I saw.
I don’t know, maybe it was you, maybe it was you both.
And that’s where it’s confusing, right? –
the ambiguity, the chaos, the not knowing.
So now you’re gone, I just have to find beauty in the confusion.
After holding on to the thousands of memories I have.
Knowing that someday, when I pass, those memories will pass too.