When people hear that someone has passed

In your life

They say

"I'm sorry for your loss"

But

I didn't 'lose' my dad,

I didn't misplace him,

He isn't a phone

Or a remote

He is a person.

If anything,

I lost the part of my heart

That was devoted to our future memories

To the things we had planned.

Those tears that I refused to let fall

Finally cascade down my checks

I realized what you were to me,

You were temptation;

Blissful

Dangerous

Wild

T e m p t a t i o n.

You were the oasis of my life

With each breath you filled my lungs with

Sweet careless life

And the gaping nostalgia in my chest refuses to let me forget that to you

I was merely a tourist

Enjoying the view,

And exploring the territory.