Plucked out of context I knew you.  Not the people around you.
Met online, in person, loved, was loved, you were real, and I loved you.
But the day came when you were called home,
and I did not know.
By group email announcement I found out that the man I thought I would one day marry,
Had passed on to the other side.
I'm not family to yours... just you.
The grief wells up inside me and I've no place to put it.
No friends to talk to who knew you too.
No family who thought to call me.
Now what...

You are like a laser beam burnt like a hole through my heart.
Straight through, no carnage.
But my heart is full of sadness.
Hebrew lion, I miss you deeply.
With a finger hole, just there, through my heart where you touched it.
Rest in love Yahziel.