I thought about you today.
Your smile, your laugh, your presence.
I had forgotten what it was like to hold you, but today,
I felt you.
I felt your hands in mine.
Are you ok?
Are you happy?
Did you think about me today? Did you only think of the good things?
Cause I did.
Have you ever had one of those moments where you are so broken by sudden depression over something you could not control, that you could only stare at your hands and could honestly not remember if they were even yours?
I have been that way not too long ago, and got a twinge of it just now.
Who knew that a relationship would touch me so deep, that a person could effect me so much even after not even knowing them for so many years.
I hadn't thought about them in so long, it came in a wave, like choaking on salt water.
I'll be ok.
This is a continuation of a series of vent peices drawn over the years. Last peice was in 2015. 5 years since I have fealt it so strongly.
The first in the series is Our song,
followed by Alan is having a hard time
then Shading practice.
I wish I could come up with a happy ending for my boy... but I don't think that he is going to have one. Contentment perhaps.. but I don't think he'll be happy again.
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