One month

It was all the time it took him to shake away years worth of fears

One moment

And time stood still with the choice of running away or diving in.

One word

Like an answered prayer in the precise tone of my cravings

One look

Trouble sized and welcomed

Each day

Nothing irrelevant

Each moment

Nothing to be redesigned

Each struggle

Followed by healing cheers

And In each word

A dearly missed piece of myself

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