I have a hole Inside my chest I slowly fill it up. With laughter With inside jokes With love With positivity posts.
Something heals.
Like puzzle pieces slotting, I am home.
I wrote this as I was sitting in the library on a Tuesday. Someone with a stupid nickname- an inside joke- messaged my phone, and it made me smile and appreciate all the people around me who love me. A follow up from yesterdayβs poem.