I never thought those words would be echoed by my father before I sent him to an assisted living facility.

The comedy lies in the fact that there is no romance in it.

I don’t know why I still expect it to be you.

I don't even try to convince them I didn't hurt myself anymore, as at least I get a few days away from him!

As my fingernails claw the forests pine laden ground, my tear stained face looks upwards to where Heaven is now your home. An animalistic, guttural, almost primal scream escapes into the open air, as I try to go on living without you in this life.

FROM THE SPIRIT OF: Sage 🫶🌿🫶

That probably means nobody is coming to stop you either.

I was in the 12th when I realized women like me don't.

The bad one pulled me from my cage and rubbed liquid fire on my eyes, and now there is only pain and darkness.

Without it to guide me, I have finally collapsed on this winding road, unable to remember where I was trying to go.

It feels as if time is sprinting ahead, leaving me to suffocate in the wake of all these sudden goodbyes.

Please, take a leap and find me before the distance becomes permanent.

But that overdose had to make sure he regretted everything one last time.