June

June 1st.

My mind floods with memories of last June.

A June where you existed.

A June where you left.

A June where I almost lost all of me.

A June when I had to let you go to protect myself.

A June filled with tears, heartbreak, fatigue, arguments, and loneliness.

A June where I still loved you, despite it all.

Now, a year later:

A June without you.

A June that feels lighter.

A June without angst.