We had a good day
Lighthearted
Laughter
Healthy distractions
Exhale
But now in bed, there's a shift
Something's off
You're quiet and stiff
You sigh, long pause...
Heart drops.
You say it happened again
At the pumpkin patch?!
I hadn't thought about it in a while
Until now.
Blindsided.
Tight chest. Shallow breath.
But I was with you at the pumpkin patch
How could I have missed it?
The apple bottom in the apple orchard
How fitting
It was a family affair
But your mind had one of your own
Replay. Replay.
It's 3 am, can't sleep
With the rug pulled out from under me
Grill. Cling. Repeat.
Grasping for security
Control. Soothe. Repeat.
Wracking my brain indefinitely
I need some relief
Eventually I can only imagine her in my restless dreams
Why did you have to say anything?
About the Creator
Amy Carlsen
Seattle-based writer born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Left the field of engineering sales to pursue vocation in full-time ministry. Married to her college sweetheart, Tory, and loves being a mom to her Kindergartener, Cole.
Keep reading
More stories from Amy Carlsen and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.