I remember it was an ordinary day
the sun blanketed our town in warmth and the cool breeze dancing though our hair reminded us of many a time long ago spent together exploring the depths of causal conversation.
I remember my heart was content in its throne room next to you, who had carved away my castle walls over six long years.
You, who had shown me the joy of opening the doors to new seasons and stepping outside to bask in the glorious sun I became accustomed to.
It was a wonderfully ordinary day when you whispered poison into my ear and I remember how the clouds blotted the light away and the world grew colder and your words, like shards of ice, shattered a companionship six years strong and I remember how my bones ached as though I’d aged twenty years in a day as I alone stacked up the stones of my castle walls once more.