4.5 Months Later

Poem 7 of 30 during NaPoWriMo

Photo by Tyler Nix on Unsplash

It feels like I’ve blinked twice-

since that November night your car broke down-

engine trouble on our last night before the company move.

The night where I threw your weakness at you,

in terms of a dinner invitation- my shaking body

a sign that I was on the right path- fear before bliss.

Last night, over homemade pizza, cuddling close.

You take care of me- trained as a kid with 2 siblings.

Tickle fights- I can’t touch you without hitting a spot.

Laughing until I cry over your dance moves.

You have become my refuge- safe place amidst chaos,

the balm for my anxious, racing mind.

One of two sextons for lighting up my path.