Around My Finger

As I come around my finger I realize it's been far too long. The blinding white behind crossed eyes, the deafening silence that drowns out the sirens and proof that I'm still able to feel this have all been missed. The first time I'm left alone for months and the pull is incredible. For a moment the wait was worth it. I can feel my heartbeat in my bottom lip. For once in so long all I can hear is the wind through the curtains, the Matt Good on the stereo and the beating of my own heart.

There's peace in this moment. I look up to smile at the blue sky and the clouds.
Peace. What a novel concept?