Waves

 by Samira Vivette

It comes in waves

And most days

I'm fine.

I really am.

I have so much 

to be grateful for.

But it's those nights:

The ones that blindside

me, that catch me

by surprise.

This realization is

enough to drown me.

You're not here.

You haven't been

for a while.

And I still feel like this.

Why?