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Courage.
What is it?

I’m forcing myself to learn about courage in the form of speaking.

Not to-hear-my-own-voice speaking.
But, instead, out-of-respect-for-the-relationship speaking.

Or, so I am trying.

I spoke to liberate the evil, that it could be free to leave me (be, alone).
And the evil left.
And with it, evil took emptiness.
And behind it, left nothing new: the same sadness.
The same memories.

But it left me full. Of all I had before.
Because, those things are truly good.

          And I pray these things never leave me:

          How deeply one can feel.
          How vividly one can remember.