Perhaps it was the cinematic blue that hazed my vision.
A gentle afternoon breeze,
A running river flowing through the canyons?
All pieces of this puzzle we've been struggling to solve for years.
I've dreamt of this moment for longer than I've known you.
This is just the first morning that I've remembered it.
A touch of fatigue and a creeping sense of apathy has transformed my covers into burdens too heavy to lift on the my own.
Yet I lift them every morning knowing that this is the end of everything that you've known me to be.
We've tested my courage and I can dance with all eyes on me.
I've been telling you for months that it's coming.
I've been warning you for years that I'm changing.
There's no coming back from this one.
It's the final step at last.
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