Alone

I look at this photograph of your shadow as you walk downtown. I think about how you loved walking and biking down there before the town woke up. How it started your day off in a way that gave you energy and intention. Now I see this shadow and think how I won’t ever see you walking in the sun again. How is it that I won’t see your shadow next to mine again.

I see this and it just feels so lonely. How can I be here without you? How does a world exist without you in it?

I wish. I wish. I wish. I wish. I wish. I wish milllions, billions, and trillion times over to have you back with me.