What is it?
A life laid bare,
Where is it?
Gone.
When did it happen?
Unclear. I refuse to talk about that which I dread.
The last six years gone. I'm blessed, I have a life of happiness and desire.
I grow older knowing nothing is the same.
I grow older knowing nothing is different.
The past is there, the present is here. What were the last six years?
I met someone, I lost someone, I welcomed a life onto the Earth, I lost myself, found myself, met new people. The world stopped. Is that what it all is? Memories of those who are long gone? The memories become more distant.. Hazy... I know that as I age further, life is only more crazy.
When someone is gone, how do you recall them? How do you tell them you love them, one last time...
Six Years gone, just like that. Self-care rituals are necessary, and if you're like me, helps life seem less scary.
I met the love of my life, she's the best part of my life, she's beautiful and kind, allowed me to be a father to a wonderful baby girl. That's it.. I don't want to talk more. Crazy how six years goes. High highs, lower lows. Six Years gone. Before another... Six Years took my brother.
Six Year fear. Remember, hold those to you, who are near, for we don't know how much longer they are here.
