Two Years Later

The words on the page resonated deeply The plot was relatable, as were the characters She empathsized First true loves, still holding love Even though, present day Found them each in different life stories As she turns the page, the scene resembles a chapter in her own life story Several years into adulthood Roots and relationships established Both seemed comfortably numb No one could have predicted, nor could have expected A cordial reaching out would draw them close The plot thickens Adventures unfold, yet complications arise Uncertainty begets both doubt and disillusionment She can totally relate Two years have gone by They have both moved on 'Feelings aren't facts', she reminded herself The words seemed so simple, yet, their meaning felt complex How is it those familiar, intuitive ponderings still pull and tug? Those dealt-with, treasured, tucked away thoughts and emotions resound and resurface? She knew it was too late There was no going back Perhaps it's just a reminder of what's healed But connections don't just ... disappear She closed her eyes and the book And placed it gently on her lap July 28, 2022 @katlady_t