Author Adelaide Green

When I lost you, I lost me too.

It’s been hard trying to refund myself.

Every time I find a speck, a piece of me I feel further from you.

This new me, is not someone you knew.

I turned 30 my first birthday without you.

Entering a new decade right away, one you would not be in was dreadful.

29 was the last time you knew me, the last time you saw me and I you.

Now here I am constantly changing and constantly reinventing myself and feeling further from you all the time.

I wish I could hug you one last time, feel your arms around me.

Listen to you say “Changing is good, it’s hard but it’s good.”

I wish you could hold me through these lonely years of finding myself again.