Dedicated to Charlotte Bonassar (1937-2022)
It’s hard to think about—
How the world keeps going
When you’re not in it
You had faith and I didn’t
And now you’re gone
And I know that you’re happier
But I don’t think I’ll ever see you
Even when my time comes
I cannot weep for Adonais,
Nor can I mourn Caesar,
For I did not love them
As I loved you;
They did not know your love
As I did
I will cry for you, Charlotte,
For all that you have loved and lost,
All that you will see in Heaven
Where Saint Peter waits with open arms
I wish I was strong enough
To say goodbye,
To hold your hand one last time
But I am selfish, young
And I hope you can
Forgive me for it
Ďakujem, Nana
I love you.
I miss you.