To the bone

Last light’s strength felt on skin exposed and raw. Memories and conversations replay, continuous, and never ending. Warm, no hot, air fills my lungs as I struggle to inhale.

The truth is not always pretty and I am happy that a wounded heart can now see what has been present all along.

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