I can feel the sun’s warmth etched into my flesh
There was a moment today when I thought it was you standing by my side.
I was in a crowd, brushing against many and pretending I was alone.
I caught the side of her face and it looked so much like you.
This is how it would feel to be touching you again, neither of us aware, no meaning or intention.
But it doesn’t help to think of these things.
Instead I will say I felt whole without you.
I wonder if I’ve already felt all the happiness that I was allotted for my life.
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 8:25 AM UTC
I can feel the sun’s warmth etched into my flesh
There was a moment today when I thought it was you standing by my side.
I was in a crowd, brushing against many and pretending I was alone.
I caught the side of her face and it looked so much like you.
This is how it would feel to be touching you again, neither of us aware, no meaning or intention.
But it doesn’t help to think of these things.
Instead I will say I felt whole without you.
I wonder if I’ve already felt all the happiness that I was allotted for my life.
