I was stopped at a red light.

Listening to whatever pop song was popular at the time.

& then

I couldn’t breathe.

It felt like my heart was squeezed

& put on ice.

All i could do was gasp for air

& see your face.

It comes in waves.

I’ll be fine.

I’ll be okay

& then a lyric or a place or a thought will trigger your memory.

& I will fall & I will lose myself

It will take a few hours to gain my bearings.

It comes in waves.

of happiness

of deep dark despair

of the feeling that it’s just okay to get through another day.

It comes in waves.