Twenty Nineteen
Camera roll, Scrolling through the memories. Of pictures telling love spoken trilogies. Me photographed so happily. Way before the tragedies. His T-shirt on me in good night selfies. Way too much avocado toast, Starbucks and green smoothies. Weekend getaways, mango salsa, singing our favorite melodies. Silly face in a video of me holding hostage of his favorite ice cream. All the gifts that he bought for me. A drawer in my room filled with his things. A birthday bouquet on my kitchen table. That he sent with love to me. His smile did it all for me. A halo around the moon, Drunk on love and vodka cranberries. I even purchased coordinates of a star, That was ours. Because he was my galaxy. But our dreams came crashing down, When an asteroid ripped a hole through me. Happily ever after changed so drastically. Screenshots of old texts still sting as I re-read. Those empty promises, That made my gut wrench with anxiety. That bittern...