i have no more words
for you.
i have none other
but a rainstorm of tears—
the excruciating truth
they so well represent.
it was required for us to part,
for peace to find room.
you have gone your way,
a little further with each day.
it feels as though you find
yourself to feel safe
being away
from me, and the mess i am—
while living with burning anxiety
that i will have to do the same.
the middle keeps widening.
it has done so for almost a year.
more room has been made
for what grace missed before,
when i chose to expect from you
what you didn’t be able to do.
despite everything that assured
that our love was for certain,
we have had to find a divide.
we will have to end up
out there—
away from each other’s paths.
Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 3:14 PM UTC
i have no more words
for you.
i have none other
but a rainstorm of tears—
the excruciating truth
they so well represent.
it was required for us to part,
for peace to find room.
you have gone your way,
a little further with each day.
it feels as though you find
yourself to feel safe
being away
from me, and the mess i am—
while living with burning anxiety
that i will have to do the same.
the middle keeps widening.
it has done so for almost a year.
more room has been made
for what grace missed before,
when i chose to expect from you
what you didn’t be able to do.
despite everything that assured
that our love was for certain,
we have had to find a divide.
we will have to end up
out there—
away from each other’s paths.
