In Spite Of It All
On taking a breather.
I don’t know what the lesson is just yet.
Only that the path has curved.
Someone once asked, “where does the love go?” and I thought to myself:
Love doesn’t leave you.
It only grows smaller, more bearable.
Making you believe that you can breathe again.
But the absence is everywhere.
Palpable and strange.
Yet here we are
Here you are
In spite of it all.
I’ll be back soon BBs. Drink an #anxietybeer for me.