Day 5

I didn’t reach for you today
even when your name
rested quietly
on my lips

even when the silence
felt louder
than it should

I held myself instead

gently—
like something
still healing

there is a space
where you used to be
and sometimes
it echoes

but today
I didn’t fill it
with you

I let it breathe

and somewhere
between missing you
and choosing me

I felt it—

the smallest bloom
of becoming

JMS