On a Random Day in May
It was one day in May.
It was one unremarkable day in May.
It was making a mascara face in a mirror
and putting on a polo shirt
getting dressed for work
on a random day in May.
It was the ring of a phone
and the crash of a glass
a mirror pane mirroring pain
on a random day in May.
I heard the screeching tires in my mind
saw the bus screech by
slamming into the side
of a car that held a piece of my heart
on a random day in May.
I saw his sleeping eyes
I kissed his limp fingers
I cried and I prayed
as he slowly slipped away.
It was just a random day in May
until it was the beginning of the end.
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*This is the first time I've attempted writing about a loss that changed my life. It's very raw and unpolished, but I want to try to start to unpack my feelings in this form and this is a start. Hopefully, next time I won't feel the need for a disclaimer.