losing you, my hero

losing you, my hero
is like the most painful part
of growing up all over again
naked, wrapped in a wool blanket
i weep at your broken pedestal
like the day I realized my parents
were just people
and i would have to find a way
to live differently
and all the beautiful rugs I wove
to walk on
are unraveling
I bow to everything you’ve taught me
we’re made of different fiber you and I
your truth is not wrong
it’s just not mine.