I tried to stop thinking
about you for a second.
Looked about the room,
picked up his clothes,
read a story to my son,
and watched Stitch again.
I tried hard to remember
this is my life, right here.
Polished a table,
washed some dishes,
hung up pants,
sifted cat boxes.
I strained hard against it,
willed away that voice.
Started the car,
filled out a job app,
called a friend,
and read a book.
Every aching move I made
was a shadow of you.
Crawled into bed,
heard his breathing slow,
turned over with tears
spilling on my pillow.
I tried hard to forget
that this is who I am.
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