“You” was written for dVerse. Thank you, Anmol!
“You”
You died before I knew before we could talk not that we would have those weren’t the times. Keep everything in the closet next to the wool jacket which might have been your good luck if you’d had any. You told friends I was your star held me high on your shoulders read me books, tucked me in, scared the monster away. The monsters. Yours and mine were different: mine make-believe, yours hatefully real. My monsters vanished, yours never did. A plenitude of truths outside me, remain detached, clouds and quilts, Swisher sweets, shooting stars, the dreamer driving a Comet car music the gift you left.
Sascha Darlington
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A beautiful tribute. It leaves me wanting to know the rest of the story!
Thank you, Beverly! 💖
Wonderful, personal and heartbreaking. Well done, Sascha.
Thank you very much, Judy. ❤
It’s a shame there was no time to dispel his monsters, but he left wonderful memories for you.
💖 Thank you.
Yes, I too would like to know more.
Thank you, Kim. 🙂
Very moving…the story speaks between the lines and yes…leaves you wanting more.
Thank you so much for reading, Mish! 🙂
I really like your beautiful blog. A pleasure to come stroll on your pages. A great discovery and a very interesting blog. I will come back to visit you. Do not hesitate to visit my universe. See you soon 🙂
Thank you! 🙂
This feels very personal to me. Breaks my heart. Makes me grateful I am still here, a dad who was in a closet for so long, a woman now, out and estranged, but with hope. You have made me cry. Wishing blessings.
Hugs! My dad died when I was very young and it’s a very different world now, at least in some places. I hope it keeps growing more open to allow everyone to live w/o judgment or fear and free to be themselves.
Hugs Back. luvs to you, I am sorry dear.