Theres a hollowness that comes with a breakup.
Laying in bed at night, my body felt fragile as the sheets settled around me.
My tomorrows felt like hurdles.
My todays were weighted in solitude.
My mind was a treetop filled with birds that would not stop cooing, even when I wanted silence.
You prepare yourself for this the hurting, the decaying.
Shedding a layer of yourself to bloom ripe again but youre not quite there yet.
Youre still detaching yourself from them and aching through it.
We can be so lost in the river of our own wallowing that we lose perspective.
But slowly, bit by bit we lose our tunnel vision and discover the many people rafting alongside us.
Our friends, sisters, brothers, neighbors, etc.
Each day she checked in, keeping me level while my world felt askew.
I cried to them about what I missed and why I left and they listened.
Each moment spent alongside them helped me come back to myself.
To the friends that love us through heartbreak, thank you for staying.
Thank you for breaking our heartbreak and helping us rediscover ourselves.
True friends are soulmates.
They are there for the bright times, sayingcheerswith a glass of wine and smiling big for your wins.
They are there for the dark ones too, offering you the tenderest comfort or bounds of forgiveness.
Because we are in this life together.
