Sleep in the Light, My Love

[qos]

". . . the elements
So mixed in him that Nature might stand up
And say to all the world, 'This was a man!'"


uncrowned_king died in my arms early this morning.

It was not unexpected, but it is a shattering grief.

My heart is broken and I can not stop crying.

I have no hurtful or unhappy memories of him, no regrets of acts poorly committed or neglected, no word of love left unsaid. My only regrets are the dreams and plans left unfulfilled.





As Long As You're Mine

ELPHABA
Kiss me too fiercely
Hold me too tight
I need help believing
You're with me tonight
My wildest dreamings
Could not forsee
Lying beside you
With you wanting me

And just for this moment
As long as you're mine
I've lost all resistance
And crossed some border line
And if it turns out
It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine

FIYERO
Maybe I'm brainless
Maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing
Though different eyes
Somehow I've fallen
Under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling
It's up that I fell

BOTH
Every moment
As long as you're mine
I'll wake up my body
And make up for lost time

FIYERO
Say there's no future
For us as a pair

BOTH
And though I may know
I don't care
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
Come be how you want to
And see how bright we shine
Borrow the moonlight
Until it is through
And know I'll be here holding you
As long as you're mine

Comments

[qos.livejournal.com]

Thank you, my friend.
I wish you were here to guide me with your pastoral skills.
This kind of grieving is unfamiliar territory for me.

I'm smart enough to know that there will be ups and downs, that it will take time for healing to begin, much less be accomplished. . . but I don't know how I'm going to go into work on Monday and spend the day doing my routine admin duties without shattering into little pieces again because no one there has the slightest idea who or what I've lost or how the deep the blow is. How every day that passes takes me further away from him.

[blessed-harlot.livejournal.com]

I don't know what skills I'd have to give, except to listen. I know how important that is.

Of course you're not okay, and don't know what happens next. How can you? But you have gifts in trusting the process, and that will serve you well.

You're aware of the additional loss you have, with a workplace that can't fully hear the story for you. You do have people, both grieving and outside the grief, that can hear you as the next chapters get written. Please avail yourself of us when you need to. You are a master storyteller, and I know you will create something beautiful and true.

[qos.livejournal.com]

You are a master storyteller, and I know you will create something beautiful and true.

Thank you especially for this.