Heaviness of Empty Space

All the space left from all the people I loved and lost

Who knew emptiness carried such weight

Tad's inappropriate jokes no longer make me laugh when I all want is to cry

Ginger's fur is now dust, I can never cry into again

Uncle Chris no longer calls me Babydoll in his southern drawl

Uncle Danny dances around the house in his underwear

How many have I lost to cancer silently creeping in and replacing life with death?

I've lost count

How many more will I lose to their own hand?

I'm here, Please don't go and leave us here with more empty space.

It is impossible to Live and Love and never lose.

And if I had to choose, I choose to keep living and loving the empty space that is you.