Loneliness

To the friend I still haven't called back, It isn't you. It's that I don't have the language yet for what I'm sitting with, and I can hear the questions inside your kindness. I will call. I promise. But first I'm trying to learn how to say "I'm not okay" witho…

I still miss him some days. Not really him. The version of him I'd written in my head. I know those aren't the same person. I know missing a story isn't the same as wanting the real thing back. But feelings don't always sort themselves neatly, and I'm trying t…