Intent: not sure what to do or where to head so I'll put pics and see what flows. Poetry I guess?

I hold in my hand

Something lost

And in the background

A blurred heart

Super indecisive

And

In the peripheral

A mirror

Just out of sight

Like the reflection

That's just out of reach

As fate would have it,

I reflect now.

I made it.

Nearly five years

Since he repeated the vows