Vessel

I've always had a fear that because I've been so emotionally destroyed, that'd I'd never be able to feel the way I should when someone close to me passed away. I learned the hard way today that the heartache I felt actually could get worse. I don't know if it just hasn't hit me yet, but the second I touched her hand, though lifeless, it was warm, and the dam behind my eyes burst like a balloon. I still don't think it's even hit me completely but what confuses me the most is how life is so fragile and easy to break. Hers was broken in the blink of an eye, though the length of a nightmare, this week has been full of them. She was strong, she was funny. She was the best sister for my best friend I could ever ask for, and though I didn't ever say much to her, I've known her since she was the age of my youngest sister. I've seen her grow into such an amazing young girl, that i just wish I knew why she was needed back by our fathers side. But though she lay there lifeless, she was in the room. "I'll see you soon, maylee." I could almost feel her hold me back.

She was in the room. 

Just not in that vessel. 

Rest in beautiful peace, Maylee Christine Anderson. 2/11/1999-5/29/2015. 11:45 A.M. 

I'll see you soon.