Once

February 9, 2020
It's strange
and sometimes somewhat
unsettling
to think that there used to be
places, events, moments, things
that used to be ours
and now they're
yours
or mine
or even yours and mine
separately.
It's even more strange and
unsettling sometimes
to remember
to realize
that we are okay with this.
You are,
and I am,
separately, on our own.