Back

I am back in the cold wind, flying higher than the last time I walked these streets. The green light is on my side, and so is the sidewalk on the right side of the universe. The sky is what I waited for fondly, and I smile as I make my way back from 29°C.

I am back in the rain I had left behind to solve the puzzle of my abandoned heart. I have come back to just the right pieces. I’ll be missing the fur baby and the walk I took later in the evening, finding my own voice. I kissed the cross every day, touched every point that is more a hug to last forever, even when everything had left me feeling empty.

This time I went back to heal what was broken there, to come back to what I took responsibility for. Now, living feels right, and the puzzle fits just right on the left side of my chest. I am back to complete what I have given the gained strength to.