A Healed Memoir

Walking and seeing new scenes.

- M.N.F

A very unfamiliar one at that.

That feeling that made me feel safe.

I used to have my person.

That feeling that made me feel safe.

I used to have my person.

You listened to my fears.

I updated you on my life and you shared your whereabouts.

Family time was important and that's who you were with.

Your sister eyed me suspciously.

"I didn't like that it was almost effortless the way you made me laugh."

"I didn't like that I instantly found you attractive the moment our eyes met in that restaurant."

"I didn't like that I found your voice attractive."

"I didn't like that innocent touches made my stomach flip 1000 times over and over."

"I didn't like that you made my ugly laughs come out of me."

"I didn't like that you seemed wise in some ways and childish in others."

"I didn't like that you wore the typical dad fits."

"I didn't like that during our first date I knew that I would immediately submit to you once the opportunity came."

Once it did happen and once we parted ways, I found myself thinking about the other ways I did not like you.

"I didn't like that I never got the chance to dance with you."

"I didn't like that I couldn't get a taste of your lips again."

"I didn't like that I would never get the chance to push your glasses up againdt the bridge of your nose with my hand."

Gone too soon.

No longer will I feel pain or disappointment.

I responded, "No, you?"

He sat with his thoughts, "Nah."

The silence remained heavy.