Sometime last year
When words fail and silence fills the spaces in between I hold my breath and count the seconds that I feel less and less. Tender memories claw their way into my consciousness and I remember how far we came to get nowhere at all.
I’d like to get away to a place where no one knows my name and I can pretend I’m not as broken as I sometimes feel while I dip my toes into the ocean on a beach I’ve never been before.