Contemplation

Months of time

The other day I shared a story of him

I laughed and waited for someone to respond

to what I had said and there was silence

Silent conversations exchanged between gazes

and it was then I realized, a sinking heaviness filling me, just how much I talked about the guy that I had last seen over six months ago.

My breath was caught and I brushed it off acting as if it never happened

I plastered on a smile feeling my face ache to crack into pieces

Healing takes time I tried to remind myself

being kind

But I still felt a deep pit within