Today, someone asked me if I was dating anyone
It was at dinner
She didn’t know me well
Her question was curious and kind
I thought of you, and for a second all was fine
Suddenly, I could smell your cologne and the drive to your house was my new route home
With plans to watch a movie and toss the chore of who takes the dog out
Then it hit me and breathing became a task
“No” I said softly with a smile
No, I’m not with anyone
I said
I’m not with you
I thought
I excused myself and walked to the restroom counting my footsteps
Each step chasing after the air I’ve lost
Why was that so difficult?
It’s been weeks
It has been weeks of driving the roads of the town we met, experiencing what was once with you, now alone.
Weeks of breaking down in parking lots of the places we went
Weeks of canceled plans and lack of motivation
Because updating my calendar meant life was moving
It was moving on without you
After weeks of rearranging my room, changing my hair and trying new things
Life kept moving
With good days and bad days
Days where the gratitude for my friends was overwhelming enough to quiet the thoughts of what if?
To others where I’d reach for my phone excited to call you and then reality would knock me back to my bathroom floor
Maybe this is for the better
There is an overwhelming feeling that is packaged with the idea that,
I have to remember you longer than I ever even knew you.
A simple cruelty.
With nothing other to do than wonder why
Maybe it’s for the better
Maybe it’s not
Either way, it’s life now
But now, it’s life without you
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