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:

Nowhere.

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.

Untenable.

Yet here we are

Here you are

In spite of it all.

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I’ll be back soon BBs. Drink an #anxietybeer for me.

Cheers,

xxHB