Day 9.

She sang

And the words spilled

Out of her lips

And they were

Sadness

And love

And pain

And an intense desire

To bring back

Things

That had long pass.

She sang

And I sat

In front of her,

Drink in hand,

And I listened

And I embraced

Her brokenness.

She sang

And her voice cried

And the words were tears.