Coffin

Earlier today, I caught myself reminiscing about who we were to each other. That led me to glamorize our happier times and just like that, I was a big ball of emotional imbalance. Then I realized that even though I physically removed his presence, my soul is still tied to him. Because soul ties aren’t easily undone. Even with that knowing, I still judged myself harshly for still wanting him all these years later. But I now understand that I’m just feeling the same guilt I would…in an actual death. The kind that prompts you to think about what you could’ve done differently, if you put more emphasis on valuing the presence of the person who is no longer present.