This Saturday Night begins,
with me alone.
Wine bottle in hand,
halfway under the hot water of my tub.
Half bent knees with my feet dancing around the faucet,
candle light flickering and blues playing.
The music brings me back,
the bottle pressed upon my lips,
my eyes staring into the walls of the tub.
This is my self care.
Diving deep into my soul-
remembering and envisioning.
Facing the stuff that scares me, pushes me, and makes me
completely and utterly vulnerable.
This is where my closure comes
and my curiosity for the future begins.
This Saturday night,
I relived all my memories with each one of their souls,
So it never was really alone.