It did for moments at a time, but I still thought of you:
A feeling of sadness squeezing my heart like a wet sponge ebbs and flows through me when my thoughts go to you.
Last night I often had to stop and take a breathe, telling my heart to let go.
Maybe it's a habit I'll be able to keep after a while...keeping the sadness out after a certain number of squeezes.
Maybe then, I'll be dry of my tears and ready to move on.
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