when she hated the weather
she held onto her sweater
hoping to relive all those memories
it was hard at first
she tried not to be immersed
in the pain associated with her accessories.
when she remembered her lover
she tried not to hover
over the fact that they were gone
it was easier to push it away
than deal with it today
but it was difficult not to feel like a pawn.
if she gave healing some time
she wouldn’t act like it was a crime
to forgive yourself in moments like this
but it’s easier said than done
when your closed wounds are undone
and you’re once again far away from bliss.
