the sea anemone in me

Did I know it when I first woke up or before I fell asleep? One or another of those times the sinking feeling leveled all on its own and it just didn't hurt so badly anymore. It's not about the you that's been lost, it's about the office you held, the you in theory. What it could have become. It really is silly to think there's only one person we could love. Something clicked in me, maybe it's all the nice in the air. We've been surrounded by it and covered by it and wrapped up in it to sleep. As much as I would hibernate these times away, it's been the necessary route, pain has so much to give. There are always lessons to learn if we're willing to be still and quiet and grow roots and wait and wait until the season's ripe.