Unexpected Memories
Sometimes you don’t even notice it is missing.
That is until something comes along and reminds you. And then there are tears and there is no way you can explain them. You get it. You feel it in your gut. But explaining it is impossible. Even to the one who should understand the most…
Can you live without it?
Of course.
Will there always be a hole in your heart?
Of course.
But you tuck it in your pocket, dry your face and walk back thru the door to your life.
2 Comments:
cindi, whatever/whoever you are missing.... I hope the ache passes quickly. Hugs
it comes in waves. just got caught up in one yesterday, but i'm floating again today. thanks, b.
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