I saw a picture of us while packing.
I still remember the way you hold me tight,
Kissing me hard on the cheek.
Submitting at the top of Sydney Harbour Bridge.

Today, I realised I miss me being happy.
You were in my good memories,
Giving me all those precious droplets of warmth in my heart.

I understand you will always be part of those memories.
Tomorrow, I will wake up afresh.
Knowing you will no longer be next to my side.
Scars are formed in my heart.

It will heal and some days it will bleed.
But I’m slowing reclaiming that hollow part in my life that was once filled with you.