i'm sorry.

i hate the feeling of helplessness death leaves us with.

i've talked about it in an earlier post, but here it is again, staring me in the face.
you wanna do something, you wanna help, you wanna make the pain that you know is gonna hit go away... but.
what on earth can you say? words sound so empty.
it's gonna be okay? he's moved on to a better place? i'm here for you? life goes on?
it's not like those statements aren't true, but it's not like they don't already know.

maybe they need reminding? maybe they don't.
maybe they don't wanna talk about it? maybe they do.
maybe i should be doing more? maybe there's nothing i can do.
maybe there's something i should be doing that i'm just not seeing? maybe i'm just pretending not to see.
maybe i'm just chicken.
maybe i'm just human.

i don't know.

but
it's gonna be okay.
he's moved on to a better place.
life will go on.
we're all here for you.

i'm sorry.