Triggers

The smallest conversation or a business that shares the same name can be enough to send you back down to ground zero. Stirring up that sadness living in your core. Sunglasses hiding the truth that your eyes scream to tell, can't mask the tears streaming down your face. All the love in the world can't make up for the constant ache for the one you love. Accepting that I will miss you everyday as if you'd passed away seems so unfair when others have to live with that sheer reality, but my mind knows better...you are out there somewhere just beyond my reach. The smallest conversation set off this spiraling trigger and no matter how we wish to hit rewind we can't fast forward through this time. I talked pain into this corner and now its fighting back, trying to go one more round. My how I wish hearing your name didn't matter.