These past couple of days, I’ve missed him. Like an ache. Even the word “yearn” comes to mind. I’m a little sick and passed out for a few hours and there he was – in my dream. We were broken up but alone in a house and there was a moment when we were close and I just felt such relief, such comfort in that moment. And that was it, dream over.
I’ve had a good summer. I’m in a happier place and yet, the sadness has returned. Unfortunately, any sad feeling, especially one related to missing, seems to be directly linked to the sadness surrounding the loss of my sister. So, once I miss him, I inevitably miss her. It’s missing by association to the feeling of missing generally. I slide downwards and then, there I am missing the both of them and wondering – what’s the difference? Why when I miss him do I eventually miss her? Why can’t my mind/my body realize that these are distinct situations? He’s alive. She is not. He’s off somewhere doing something and as far as my belief system goes, she is not.
But they’re both untouchable, intangible, unavailable to me. That’s hard. Hard to accept, hard to wrap my mind around. And both situations are full of looking back at the woulda shoulda couldas. With him, I try to think – well, I can say I’ve learned about love – about the good and bad of both sides – of me and him – of the interaction. I’ve learned and so the next time I love, maybe I can do better. With her, there’s no next time. No one’s going to enter my life as my new sister. No one could.
But no one can replace him, either. It’s not like the next guy is going to wash him away. I wouldn’t want that. He helped form who I am today and I wouldn’t want to give those things up, those pieces of me.
It’s just the losing…the losing of someone who was so important, someone who influenced who you are. One day they were both here and then they weren’t.
There is a difference. One is incomprehensibly worse than the other. But the feeling of loss is on a spectrum and he sits along there just like she does. And the loss of the two swirls together so that it’s hard to tell who is causing what.