A fly darts in my throat

Ruminating

I make myself sick

It rolls over me in waves

Just thinking about how grief has her in its clutches

A flash of red on the wind

And a heaviness in the air

All because of her

I long to make it better for her

What I wouldn’t give

To make sure she knows

When she laughs

The stars sparkle brighter

When she cries

The earth’s spinning stutters

When she leaves

She takes the music with her