The following is a part of a 30-day writing challenge, Escapril, started by author Savannah Brown.
You used to be a part of me. Living in harmony with the rest of my body, you were as attached to me as I was to you.
Diseased. Gangrenous. You threatened to spread your poison to my heart
I am learning to live without you now, relearning how to exist without you there. Yet sometimes I find myself still trying to lean on you only to be reminded of your absence when my face finds the floor.