“On all the good days,
I see my past lurking at the window,
Watching me laugh with you,
Coughing out the tea through my nose as you made me laugh when I sipped it.
Chocking on the last bite of the cake as I remember how I literally snatched it from you and ate it in a gulp.
On all the bad days,
It’s there too, trying to feel me up a little.
Trying to get a hold on me, trying to get in.
It’s only the night that I let it in.
I let it tear me down piece by piece,
I let me remember again the day you walked away.
I let it stab me with all the bad memories we shared.
I let it crawl in.
I let it break me, while making me stronger.”