Breathing in
Deep and lovely
This calm
Isn't it lovely
Tears replaced with peace
Even if it isn't happiness
I like this break

The bad may come in threes,
But you were not that.
Tragedy echoes not
The feelings within me.

You are the Great Third,
The final of the trio
The golden sheft of wheat
Given to the gods of autumn.

You are the shining sun
A glorious ray of light
But a cloud rolls past you, dear
Shadowing your might.

The tragedy may have been me
But twas it not you.
You may have torn my soul apart
But you can mend it anew.

This cup was not
passed by me, but to me
And the vinegar inside
Is justly deserved.

I was not enough
To heal the wound
Telling her that
I am not worthy of her love.

Will i be okay?
Or am i just trash again
To be tossed aside

I know you will be fine
Whatever the problems you had overblown will be talked of and healed
Love will return
But only if you wish it to.

I hold on to another day and
I watch the birds pass by.
I feel the cold autumnal wind
Caress my swollen eyes.

I do not know what it is i want
I know what it is i need.
I cannot force a persons love
Just as i can't force the seasons.

Don't be too hasty, please, for me
Take this break, keep the peace,
But don't let me break away
And float down another stream.

For you are the Whole of which I'm a part,
And, without you, I'm alone.