February Heartsong

*This post was written in February, hence the title.

Some weeks ago I lost my own Kai-Ma.

It was perhaps in the midst of all the excitement that came with playing Kai-Ma to baby Jaden that I forgot that I, too, had my own Kai-Ma.

It is that kiss on the forehead that was not tender enough.

That hug that seemed to linger but was not tight enough.

It is then that you know, with that sickening certainty in the pit of your stomach, that would be the last time you looked at her sleeping face.