So many days have passed since I saw you last,
driving away from me,
the sun so bright and
the wind so cold against my face.
I felt the sting of tears;
pulled back the sobs I knew would come later;
still able to feel where your arms had held me
just moments before.
I watched you disappear from me--
Perhaps forever.
Each day without you has a certain quality to it.
A new emotion one day.
A new understanding on another.
A sliver of hope, a promise of something good.
And some days
only a new set of tears.
jhb
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