Turning pages

Letting go happened slowly

Like the turning pages in a notebook

The story unravels and stops and unravels again

Fragments of ideas and images

Stand still in time

But I keep moving

I went to the same places that reminded me of you

But it didn’t feel the same

I longed for something else

something doesn’t fit here anymore like it used to

It reminds me that love is hard

When you care for someone

And you are cared for

It’s hard to pull apart what has formed together

I am falling through the eye of a needle

And I get pulled through by time

Over and over again