On Missing Someone you Never Knew
Today was hard.
Hard to stand and cope.
Sit and cope as well.
How to cry for a man you hardly knew?
But tears aren't there for him-
mostly for those who did love him.
I don't cry for those who leave.
I do for those who love
and are left behind.
To stand,
to sit,
to cope.
These are the ones I weep for.
For remembering connections between them can be hard.
Imagining the time spent
and the bonds formed,
even if they were not my own.
-Matthew Koutzun
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