if there is a next time, and I pray there isn’t.
I’ll be stronger and I’ll be more wise
For I have felt this pain before and now it is a lost friend checking in
It will be a little easier but it will still hurt
My soul will still ache
But I know I have lived through this hurricane before
I will look and say, “ my old, now, familiar friend I will be okay”
It will not seem like that at first
But it will come, I will cry and maybe even scream and question why?
I may fall into a very dark space, but one day I will see the light
And when I do, I will then learn to love myself completely.