PenTherapy

You remember her.

Sitting on her favorite section of the couch and watching her favorite soap operas.

You remember very vividly the theme songs of every show.

On snow white winter days she would tell you not to sit on the heater vent;

afraid you would burn the house down.

You often stop what you’re doing and realize how lost you might be if she were gone.

So to pass time you sat behind her on her flower pattern couch and braid her hair.

Hoping one day you’ll have the same beautiful curly locks.

As the cold seasons passed you remember watching her read her Bible,

wondering if anyone could possibly have read it more than she.

You’re not very sure what would happen if she were to just leave all of the sudden, then you have to

block out those thoughts for fear they’ll taint your dreams.

Then you wake up from a dream you wish was reality.

That’s when you realize that you need to stop living in the past and let everything be as it should.