Go.

Out into the world.

With storms and salty seas

And scorching heat and sand

With flowing rivers and forests

Degrees of wonder from stone to boulder

People from all over.

Each with faces painted.

Different stories and songs

That would bring you to tears.

Or fill you with joy.

Go

Out.  And have your fill.

And once you've seen all there is to be seen

Felt all there to feel

And loved all manners of people.

I'll be here.

Waiting.

Right where you left me.

I think maybe

I gave too much

For too long

It feels like theres nothing

Left to take.

Nothing left to give.

And the center of my body

Where I  used to keep

Every whisper of love for you

For me. For everyone.

It just feels

Lighter.

It may be empty now.

But thats me now.

Nothing like before

But thats me now.

Now, the cold.

The cold doesn't hurt so much

I held out my hand to you and said

"lets leave behind everything we no longer need as we enter the New Year"

You looked at me, smiled, then walked away




"Oh"

As the new set of days rolls in

I am overcome with dread

Over the truth that nothing...

Nothing really changes tomorrow

At least no more than any other day.

I guess this is it

Welcome to the New Year

You loved what I could do for you, not me.

This is a message.

The last one you'll get from me

1) I love you.

2) you loved me. But not anymore

3) I do not need space. I've only ever needed two things. First is air and next is you

4) of all the things in your life that took up your time. I was the first and only one to fall

5) Don't say I took up too much of your time when you mean you grew tired of me

6) you asked me to wait, but you won't be coming back.

7) you will find someone better

8) I'll wait.

9) you've let go.

10) I will not.

As I've said, this is not a poem.

It is a message. The last one I'll send you for awhile