Words that began from boose and tears.
All those nights ago.
I could have sworn it were years.

But then again I never was good with time.
Now that I look back on it.
I sure as hell let you waste a lot of mine.

But what I did find amidst it all.
The summation of your shatters.
A net of words that broke the fall.
Emotional solitude to gather my scatters.

I collected all your broken shards.
Held onto them for keepsake.
Now they pave the way forward.

The rose petals from the divine garden filled the room in a bloom of beauty.
The sweet air from the world's forest consumed me and soothed my bones.
A pounding heart that floods my ears in an edgy euphoria.
Falling backwards infinitely relaxed with a smile of relief.

You turn me inside out.