We sat together. Side by side.
We had been sitting like this for nearly an hour now.
We cried. Softly. Almost silently. Into the emptiness that yawned out in front of us.
We looked at the garden beyond. Our eyes focussed on the wooden backyard fence in the distance.
Our minds numb. We knew that the world continued beyond the boundary.
We knew that time wouldn’t stop for us.
It ran ahead, busy with the rest of the world, abandoning us, immune to our cries.
We sat. Together.
We sat alone in our hearts. Alone in our worlds wondering what had happened. How did we get here?
What did we miss?
We sat and searched our memories.
How did this poison leach into our breath?
How did it seep into our dreams?
“I promise it will be different.” he said
I believed him. I wanted to believe him. So I did.
I smiled. “Okay.”
It was better that sitting here crying. It was better than feeling hopeless.
My heart was tired. Mascara blackened my face. But I stopped shaking.
“Okay.” I said again.
My son took my hand and smiled.
And we sat.
For a little longer.
We Sat, Original Poem, Carol Espinoza, 21 April 2014