reason

when I got my
diagnosis
all I could think about
was you and how much
I wish you were here

to hold my hand
to walk with me along the beach
to kiss the fear away
to sit and cry for hours on end

but there was no way
those things could ever happen

there’s no way for me to tell
whether crying on that bench
was because I was just told
I had cancer or because I
wish I had done more for
you while you were here

— GB

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