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Ode to a friend

23.06.24, 12:46am

The passing of a loved one is never easy, it doesn’t get easier with age, you are just used to it or have learnt to accept it with time.


As I sit in the dying body of my beloved, seeing them thriving the way they should have been from day one, I can’t help but feel joy mixed with the sadness that is close to eclipsing me.


I remember seeing the naked bones before they were born and imagining creating something of my own here.  It wasn’t to be and I moved on, hoping and wishing for something more than this city offered.


To my delight, when they opened the doors, it was everything I had dreamed, so much so it was like someone had seen inside my desires and birthed the child i had so longed for.


5 years of birthdays, date nights, hosting out of state visitors, celebrating, commiserating all of it to come to an end.

The regrets of not spending more time here, the what ifs and could I have done mores?


I got to see my dream exist without any risk to myself. And now i mourn its loss, without any financial bearing on me and where im happy for that, I would have given all my wins to save this place.  


Vale Alba, you will be forever in my heart

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