Walking Alone

The feeling of loss never leaves. It’s as constant as my heartbeat, as present as my breath. The loss of you is ever-present, creating an awareness, helping me to see a clear path forward.

I am sorry I lost you, that you had to leave, it hurts every day. But the passing of time has taught me that true gifts come in unusual forms, awaiting to be open only when the user is ready to experience their intimate lessons.

Your loss was my lesson.