the resemblance was uncanny.
the lips. the smile. the characteristic slump in the shoulders. the shape of the head.
i was struck. stricken. for one mad moment it felt like the doors inside where opening, and all the hazardous, unneeded feelings were being let in. and it felt good, in a bad way. beautiful and painful and liberating and sad all at the same time.
then it was gone. i was back to my senses. made a comic crying face, took a breath, and forced my thoughts away from the matter.
forgetting is a process. i know it won't take overnight. not even three weeks. maybe next week i'll be much much better.
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