Some morning are easy. Opening eyes that awaken to the day and continue to what it will be a new adventure.
Other days, a sense of "missing" as my body longs the touch and the aroma of such sweet taste.
A smile that welcomes the new day with the presence of a soothing beginning.
Some days I wake up and walk.
Others I wake up and run.
Today, I wake up and let the memories of a precious moment freeze me on my place.
A desire to be there, as my mind drifts into the images from something so real.
The mirror missing the reflection of the presence that still lingers.
The thoughts of what it was, bring the reality of what it is.
And yet I know; Our story has just begun.
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