“I’m not good at fixing things after they’ve already happened.”
“Don’t worry, I am.”
The purse was missing.
The keys left behind.
Wallet emptied, cards thrown everywhere.
How to predict this broken end?
A breath.
Inhale, exhale, again.
Can’t go back.
Take the forward step.
“I need to be proactive, we can’t be reactive.”
A breath.
Inhale, exhale, again.
Can’t go back.
Take the forward step.
Routines created fell apart.
Systems no longer functioned.
Patterns were forgotten.
Each lost moment, a chance to react.
A breath.
Inhale, exhale, again.
Can’t go back.
Take the forward step.
“This is my life now, I can’t live like this.”
A breath.
Inhale, exhale, again.
Can’t go back.
Take the forward step.
An expert in death and loss.
In losing what matters most;
in losing you before you left.
And now I am learning to lose again.
A breath.
Inhale, exhale, again.
Can’t go back.
Take the forward step.
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