You left.
and that was the start of it,
i mark that day as the day i fell
through the universe
and came out the other side.

its been nearly two years.
in that first year i gained more friends than
i had ever had in my life,
and in the following year i realized
the difference between friends and acquaintanceship.

you see,
i have found a man that i will marry, a second marriage..
perhaps a do-over?
he loves me, but in his words
'im not a psychiatrist'

and i am staring at my cell-phone
rummaging my long list of contacts
trying to find someone to reach out to,
and the only one i can think of
is the crisis line number
that i programmed in the day you left me.

i wonder about the sudden onset of isolation.

11/26/2010

Posted on 11/27/2010
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