yours is a grief
tinted with relief
i see, you see
i know you so well

and, oh, please don’t bother
trying to defend yourself
by telling me
there is no confusion

i know just how it goes

when the feeling of need
from another
becomes the need to preserve

to keep aflame one’s sanity

i know just how it goes
i know, you know

so please don’t bother
there is nothing to defend

not the need to break
over the loss of… oh, loss
nor the need to heal
the crack in your wholeness

keep your grief
i say
and your relief
i beg

grief and relief
grief and relief
the one does not breathe
without the other