The Mornings

The Mornings

A Story by Kathryn Smith

Shut my eyes and count to ten


In my thoughts you're far away


and you are whistling a melody


Crystalizing, clear as day I can picture you so easily


What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it?





Every minute of every hour


I miss you


I miss you


I miss you more





I have yet to wake up happy.


I've been home for over a week now, and ever since I returned from Ireland, each morning is an emotional battle.


Flashbacks eat me alive.


They slap me across the face.


I laugh out loud, or I smile.


And then it hits me.


Everyone is gone.


I am gone.


It's difficult for the soul to take.


Sounds and memories,


Voices echoe through my head.


Faces flood my mind.


Memories of laughter ring through my ears.


I can still taste the breeze off the ocean.  


I feel empty now.


As if I lost something.


I don't have any regrets.


but more than anything, I want the stinging to go away.


I want the terrible eating away in my gut to vanish.


I want my bones to calm.


It's a never ending calling.


A friend told me that there's nothing wrong with me,


I was simply home.


Where I was meant to be.


Even the people begged me to stay.


I need to move on and get up off the floor.


Sometimes life doesn't work the way you want it to.


Even if the people you love are oceans away without you.


Even if deep down you know you could've created something beautiful with them.


The next chapter of my life is going be begin now.


Then I'll come back Ireland.


I promise.


And you'll know.


Because the sun will shine.



© 2016 Kathryn Smith


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...and one fine day, at the most unexpected hour you'll realize that you are thinking about him but not missing him. You are only looking upon the good memories with a smile. And hoping that the good times come back, with whatever reason it comes with.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Good and hopeful thoughts in the story dear friend. Separation make the heart need more. Thank you for sharing the amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


Hi I know this feeling you describe and have felt this uneasiness of being. I trust you have settled and have found a gentle calm space. I am originally from Africa and now live in Australia and have this feeling towards Africa. I have just recently gone home and felt this emotional ride when I returned, but I am more settled and have a loving family here now so I do adjust. Lovely work.

I found one change I might suggest.
Sometimes life doesn't work they (the) way you want it to.

Blessings

El

Posted 8 Years Ago


This was very beautiful made me think of when i left new york. this was so amazing very visual

Posted 8 Years Ago


lovely imagery,the pain of love

Posted 8 Years Ago


Hope is a beautiful word..keep it and love will shine in its rays...good work

Posted 8 Years Ago


Very beautiful this really touched my heart and soul ..I could relate in many aspects here... This drag me back to writers cafe.org again.. Thank you for sharing

Posted 8 Years Ago



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