Nicole Johnson

I took a swig of liquid courage to calm the nerves

My body went into a sense of euphoria and my mind slowed.

I didn’t know what to say.
I used to look at the moon and a smile formed on my face.

I stared intently at the glass as the ice glistened and sweat dripped down the rim.

I didn’t know how to feel.

I used to look at the sky and the world made me feel alive

Somewhere deep down, I felt troubled.

I questioned everything and wondered where I went wrong.

What was it that I didn’t have that made her the one?
I’ve looked at my life up to this point and I was pleased with the outcome.

I’ve never contemplated the “what ifs” until it stared me in the face.

I felt as if my heart was ripped straight from my chest with Katana’s blade.

I took another swig and the heat dripped down my throat.

“I have a good thing here,” I told myself, “and the rest is old.”