Parting evokes loneliness, evokes sadness. I embrace you, sadness. I get immersed in you. And after a while.. I feel the love, which you are a sure indication for. More tears. With a smile.  

Try to ask your hand how it feels holding something you know very well.  Is there anything particular that comes to your mind?  The door knob? Sliding your hand through the grass in summer?  Think about all the things you have held and let go of.  Think of the pain…