I woke this morning and I couldn’t see much
Shadows were oozing through the window
Split by speckled light rays with dusty bits floating aimlessly
My eyes wandered to the window where the sun bounced off foggy water droplets
I squinted and tried to find focus of a silhouette breaking the light
It was the shape of a woman, walking away from me
Her back turned and she floated steadily
Curly, frizzy hair bounced in slow motion
A dress reached to the ground and weaved loosely around her
Where the slight breeze ruffled the fabric
Knee high boots glistened and sparkled
I sensed peace and happiness from her
And it gave me a sense of ease and comfort
In some sort of way
But sadness creeped in and slapped me in the face
Punched my stomach with longing and loss
Familiarity, hurt, comfort, love, shared life, teamwork, all walking away from me
Real life heartache, our arteries intwined, integrated into each other
But being ripped apart by fate, or destiny, or whatever word or image you can find
To describe being ripped apart
Blood spackled on the ground between us
fleshy tubes that once carried oxygen rich blood between us, stretch like a rubber band tearing
Leaving a sense of loss, longing, and so much regret
It’s so foggy and I’m doggy paddling into the future