I check my phone constantly,
Fearing the worst.
What if today is the day?
The moment the good turns into bad,
The unfortunate confluence of experiences that deprives me of you?
A cool breeze,
The warmth of a freshly cleaned towel,
An unpaired sock.
They all remind me of what was,
of what could have been,
of what was lost to good intentions.
Anxiety always wins…