I wrap my arms around myself, take a deep breath and reassure myself that everything will be okay, That every situation however discomforting or saddening will eventually pass.
The memory of the moment is stuck in my head like this photograph is stuck to the cellophane of the album A relic of halcyon days Where we are grinning from ear to ear Your hands entwined in mine Promising forever Our world bathed in sunlight Not once doubting it would stay like this always Until a raging storm hit and flung us apart