For years my tears were like traffic in LA
But today they flow like rain pushing debris out of a gutter
I don’t know how to sit with this feeling of sadness
All I want is to be comforted, to feel like a child whose mom’s arms are wrapped around cradling her
My mom’s soul is far away and my ex husband lives in another room
How do I sit with the feeling of being alone?
How do I get to a place where I am okay enough to comfort myself?
I climb into my exes bed and his warmth dries my tears.
Maybe ones day I’ll be able to feel safe in my own company.