My New Year’s Eve Story…
On the last night of the year…
hope felt easy…
it hummed in my chest…
like a song I thought I finally knew by heart…
I was already living…
in the glow of tomorrow…
Then—
in a breath
the air shifted…
with hard words…
a sudden silence inside…
that old familiar pit
opened in my stomach…
eating up the light
I had just begun to trust…
I laid there in the dark…
for awhile…
just numb…
trying not to embrace it…
yet longing to be embraced…
exhausted…
overwhelmed…
I drifted off…
on cold sheets of glass…
praying not to dream…
just to sleep…
just to forget…
if only for a little while…
At midnight—
I woke…
to colored bombs
bursting in air…
then… despair…
wonderful colors…
of months passed…
seemed no more…
cosmic lonely hit…
it wasn’t a dream…
I just laid there…
thinking…
with my 100-pound heart…
with silent flow…
I wet my pillow…
a quiet deep fountain…
rushing in the night…
eyes I haven’t known…
in awhile…
Eventually—
I fell back asleep…
only to wake again…
at 1:43…
and 3:33…
just to repeat
the things written above…
When I woke the last time—
through the blinds…
lines of sunshine…
warmed me…
like kisses…
all over my face…
Thank You God…
I know it will be ok…
I know it’s going to be a good year 😎`’.,°~
…….⛈️→💃🌧️→🙂<3→😞📅→😊📅→🚫😨→👀→☀️→🌈’…….~⛈~→\o/→<3→↓°→↑°→?→!→|→^°→~^~’
Psalm 102:6–7 ✨️🦉🏜🐦🏠
“I am like a desert owl of the wilderness…
like an owl of the waste places…
I lie awake…
I have become like a lonely bird on a housetop…”
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Heart of Loia `'.,°~ 