be still

the singular act of existing
   of being
   of scattering the ashes
   hoping to make it through
   to the end unscathed
the love of others
   the need of being needed
   to coming home to
   someone who compliments
   the very act of existing
the knot that forms in
   the throat right before
   crying
   the tears that stream when
   you realize it's too late
the sound of sin on a
   distant shore lapping
   at memories now too
   faint to recall
the regret that pushes
   from the back into
   swirling waters to
   drown you from the
   other side
the look on their face
   when they tell you
   they love you
the gasp when you say it too