Strangers

Living, breathing,

Moving in the same circles, but barely interacting,

Just floating and passing each other as if our lives aren’t connected,

Walking, passing and not connecting,

The void getting bigger and wider and overwhelming,

Feelings of loneliness and anger wash over like a wave,

Changes, shifting, no longer scary.

Feeling stronger on my own,

No longer with a bleeding heart,

Wondering why it took so long for the healing to start,

Looking back and realising we drifted so far apart,

We are now strangers with a past,

Nov 2019- R1