The cold shivered autumn
and her falling leaves,
could not come soon enough.
I had a dream about you,
your dead universe swayed away from me
and expands with thunder in my heart.
The sun in my summer
does not warm this winter soul
or take away these memories
that tear me apart.
All the things I want
along with these wonderful
and terrible dreams ahead of me
won't wait on me anymore,
and neither will you.
I've dreamt of you for over a decade,
and I was no closer to letting you go.
I dodged and weaved
through the loneliness.
I've become your
impenetrable rock in this ocean
just to breathe in the sadness
through the endless nights of dying inside.
I did everything right, I stood by your side.
I stretched myself thin and now,
I get to see you leave in this
heart breaking dream without ever saying goodbye.
I lived a lifetime to be the version you wanted,
but now I only have
a piece of me left in these tired hands.
Love burns one last time among the dead trees
in this damaged libra kind of wasteland.
I hold a sliver of myself and I can't let you have it.
It's meant for Her.
As I stand tall before the man,
and the weary stars finally give in
I shoulder your universe no more,
finally waking up and texted Her.
Maybe I'll get to believe in love again.
