Wander

Watching dead leaves blow by in the wind. Thinking how much I feel like that myself. Just so dead inside. A part of me is gone, but isn’t at the same time. The memories linger on. Smiles and tears conflict. I fight every day to make it through, but the hurt is none like I’ve ever known. My strength has become weak. I have a new understanding of consuming sadness. I pray for just one more memory. One more conversation. One more smile. One more day together. The chance to say what was left unsaid. The chance to burn the memory of your face into my soul. You have taken it all. All that made me feel whole. All that gave my heart joy. All that finally made me feel home. Now I wander lost once again…