Old Friend

Small, white, smooth,
Taken with a glass of water each day at 7.45 am
A routine, a habit, nothing to see here. 
A simple pill to keep me still here, I am a frozen lake, cold, steady, calm.
Chemicals to slow down the thoughts that might shatter and ping.
Dissolve them into light bubbles that barely pop, undetected.
Cortexes wrapped in a weighted blanket are lovingly protected.

I begin to bite these bitter pills in half each day, 
No change.
No change.
Nothing to see.

Until all at once I am greeted by a familiar giggle, a teardrop, a vivid sky.
Feelings that plunge within and then burn 20 stories high.
4 years pour out, in a matter of days
Ideas spark electric
And do not fade.

She holds me warmly in her arms,
"I have missed you" she whispers.
And I am stunned.

How did I miss someone I had forgotten?
And how did I forget?

I am the greatest love of my life.