“Unknown”

I didn’t like you, because I didn’t understand you.
I didn’t know you because you chose to remain “unknown”.
On the fringes of my life you lingered for almost a decade though, and I tolerated you because SHE saw something in you that remains a mystery to me.
But…I never wished ill of you, because that is not who I am.

I cannot stop imagining those final moments.
The wind in your hair, the rain spattering your face, a sky steeped in the same grey as surely your heart must have turned.
Your contemplative gaze at a seething ocean hungrily devouring the rocks below.
My human heart fills with pain, imagining yours.
What WAS that final thought?
The final words echoing through your mind as your feet left the security of familiar earth and stepped into the unknown.

Was there a fleeting moment when you regretted it?
An overwhelming urge to press rewind?
Or was there simply relief as time stood still while she swallowed you into the next world?

And on that cliffs edge you left questions with your morning paper, and an empty whiskey flask.
More “unknown”.
As was your way.

I only know this.
I wish you peace on your journey.