Analysis of One

It started with one second
         one word,
 One second
             became one hour,
one word became
   an endless chain of memories,
of moments
of days
of months.
One nobody became my person, my life, my everything.
A permanent shining ray of light,
of smiles,
of laughs,
of hope,
of support.
You became me and I became you,
so intertwined, so insync, so mine.

Mine oh mine until that time.
No warning, no tell tale sign.
One letter caused
the metaphorical pressing of a switch.
The screams, the tears,
The lights went off, the world turned bleak,
A life of hope now dark and weak,
One amalgamation of words now one million pieces of a heart and a team

The pain, so real so raw,
Time, it slowed
One second, it seemed, lasted hours and hours with all those memories over playing in my head on repeat like a mixtape
made to make me weep
The darkness suffocating with millions of memories of happiness and would could have been
Been
Been
Been
Nothing.
The darkness it raised
Each day a level
The pain so sore
yet not defining no more
Healing
Sealing the memories into a box of hurt and hope and our little team
Tomorrow no longer a day a dread
A day of hurt now a day of work
working to heal, to nurture, to discover a world no longer defined by one word.