Wednesday, January 28, 2026

Becoming After You


What do I say

When you just turned away?

I kept waiting, watching the horizon,

For you to come back and stay.


The fog of uncertainty surrounds me,

As thick as it can ever be,

I stretch out my arms to find you near,

But all my fingers feel is mist and fear.


I feel an ache deep inside me,

Crawling from my stomach to my heartbeat,

The dread of loneliness settles in place,

Breaking every breath, every fragile space.


Realizing you’re not going to be around,

Not here to pick me up when I hit the ground,

I gather myself, bit by bit,

Mending my soul, piece by piece.


Now I leave no fragments behind,

No crevices for you to find,

Completely closed, sealed inside,

Building myself whole, healed, and aligned.