Two Years
Today is supposed to be important. Well, in my head it is. Two years never really signifies anything except that you were resilient enough (or stupid enough) to progress past one. Given the current state of the situation (nonexistent, void, separated, detached, unaccompanied-by, missing, distressed, broken up, disrupted, silenced, left for dead), I’m not sure this really means anything or if it ever will again. July 11th will fade away as another obscure mark on the 365-day calendar. No notes, no memories, no anniversaries just….a day, to live and die on.
I miss everything. But it’s changed so much I’m not really sure what IT is anymore.
