Softness

Felt soft in a way I haven’t in a long time, today.
Though the normal pour of emotions weren’t there,
I just felt the vibrations,
of what I wish were footsteps coming to greet me.

I miss simple things like beer and movie nights,
Someone to chill with without any thoughts running rampant.
Little things that add up to smiles and laughs,
and easy sleep.
Warm sleep.
Colored dreams.

Came to thinking about the things that transpired last week ending.
The lightness,
the whimsical fun.
And then a party night that put me a little out of skin.
But made me feel good, all the same.

It’s funny how I can live with the same string tied around my finger,
the one that used to unravel and trip me up,
that now I see every day,
and yet it never causes me to stumble in any way.

 But sometimes.
I feel my smile ebb away only slightly,
with a slight sheen returning to my eyes.
Like memories have taken over,
to show me what can be missed with time.
And the things that never fade.
The little pieces that come back to remind of what has been lost.
And what they felt like…
when I wasn’t as strong..
but maybe happier.

I’ve just had this softness to my heart today.
But that doesn’t make me weak