Reacting to a year full of memories overwhelmed her
Every insult and hurt brought tears to her eyes
Filling her with a sadness that threatened to overwhelm her
Letting loose a shuddering sob, she focused on the positives
Every hug and laugh filled her to overflowing with a happiness that leaked between the tears
Changing them to wet badges of joy
That lifted her spirit and gave her hope for the new year
Making money used to be her main focus
If she didn’t add something to her banking account, she felt it was wasting her time
Leaving her weighing her friendships against the gold she was not making
Losing out on experiences due to hoarding time to use to make her stash dragonesque in scope
It took someone asking her what she was going to do when she finally had seven figures saved
Oh, she could let loose and buy some things, go on a dream vacation, or have an awesome party
Nothing would buy the memories and experiences she missed, that was her true accounting
Conjuring up a little bit of magic
As he waved his wand in the air
Setting loose his spell
That he hoped would ensnare that damned trout
Systematic suturing of her emotional wounds
The pain of sewing the gash to her psyche was almost unbearable
It continued to throb years later, but the echoes of the horrific laceration kept getting weaker
They left the itch of wanting to see if she had healed enough yet
Cutting loose and pulling out each piece of mental floss
Her battle scar, now exposed, made her proud of not only surviving but healing
Lefty kept hanging around Ryan
Orbiting without a reason, leaving Ryan
Ornery and wishing a comet would crash into Lefty
Sending Lefty into deep space
Eventually finding another person’s gravity well
Being depressed on a day where light rains down from a robin’s egg sky
Leaves her wanting to curse up and down for feeling blah on such a perfect day
Ultimately, she goes to her safe space, puts on some B.B. King, and curls up in a ball
Enveloped in her azure blanket, she lets loose her own rain
Waves lapped along the shoreline
Reviving Jerod and giving him a shower he desperately needed
Everything must have gone so wrong
Collecting his thoughts he realized he couldn’t remember the night before
Kneeling, he looked around him, trying to jog something loose
Everything suddenly came back. He couldn’t believe he was so stupid
Don’t drink a whole bottle of scotch you dumbass
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