When love starts to take on that translucent haze
You realize how temporary all the plans you made really were
You start to see the future with bare sides, empty hands, steel heart
You tell yourself you’ve been here before and it was silly to think you wouldn’t be just in this exact spot again someday
I can take comfort in the fact that the path to being left and leaving was neglected for long enough to grow flowers where the trail had been
But it’s still there
The only sure thing
And now that I know the end will come, even if I don’t have the day or time, just the peace about it in my heart
I can prepare
I can make a way to be ok
The waiting for it to be or to no longer be is always the hardest part
This I know better than most
But warning makes the knife blade a little less terrifying
When you know exactly where it goes and how the hurt will almost kill you
Almost
But also that you know well how to begin
Again.
the blood
& the bones
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