1-26-23

Getting a little more comfortable with my loneliness,

It fits a little better everyday.

Sometimes it is my loneliness that connects me to my heart.

I will remember ever the love that made me cry,

The people, the pets, the moments, the sky.

The people. The people.

Those who disarmed us, they broke through our best defense.

We weren’t sure we could trust them,

We were suspicious, yet attracted.

They did not decide to make pleasant memories for us.

They wanted nothing, they were genuine and sincere.

They shared some of their time,

They made us feel special, and they were gone.

That I may leave others on their path-

As I have been left on mine.