Every little thing

I go through a drawer and cry. I box up clothes that won’t be worn again and cry. I see the multipack earrings never worn and cry. I see the baby blue jewelry box open with necklaces from her Mom’s jewelry box and cry. I see her wedding dress hung on the door all these months later and tags hanging off it and cry. I see the magnets from all the places we visited and cry. I make myself some coffee and see the mugs we gave each other and cry. I pull the laptop out of the bag and see papers from the last project you worked on and cry. I see the bowl full of your medicine on the counter still after all these months and cry. I look at all our photographs sitting around house, full of memories and cry. Every little thing reminds me of you and every little thing makes me feel so alone without you.