I miss my microwave, 
no not the steamy food.
I miss the company,
the girl who fixed my mood. 
Her door was straight across, 
ready to burst open. 
She&#39;s just a call away...
The words to be spoken!

BipolarBear

Day 1

Jun 5, 2026

June 2026

2026

Anger & Conflict - June 2026

Beauty & Aesthetics - June 2026

Dark & Scary - June 2026

Death & Mortality - June 2026

Drama & Tragedy - June 2026

Family & Relationships - June 2026

Fantasy & Magical - June 2026

Happiness & Joy - June 2026

Heartbreak & Loss - June 2026

Historical & Ancient - June 2026

Hope & Optimism - June 2026

Humor & Satire - June 2026

Inspiration & Motivation - June 2026

Love & Romance - June 2026

Mystery & Supernatural - June 2026

Nature & Environment - June 2026

Philosophical & Intellectual - June 2026

Political & Social - June 2026

Sadness & Melancholy - June 2026

Sexy & Sensual - June 2026

Time & Nostalgia - June 2026

Transformation & Change - June 2026

War & Heroism - June 2026

World & Travel - June 2026

VerseBuster

BipolarBear, it’s funny how the most mundane things, like a microwave, become the strongest anchors for a memory once the person attached to them is gone. You’ve captured that specific "Day 1" ache so well; the habit of looking at a door that isn't going to burst open anymore. It’s a sweet, domestic kind of heartbreak.