I dreamt of the time you'd come home.
I watched as the leaves changed colors, and fell off the trees like the rain falling from the clouds.
As branches were bare covered in ice.
Where you couldn't see green anymore...
Only a white powder mixed with a muddy brown.

I kept watching as the tulips blossomed, and I felt their roots dig into me...
Consuming me.
All of their colors turning the darkened tint of my heart into a beaming ray of fluorescent light.
Waiting for you seemed so long...
But, maybe this is what I've been waiting for...
growth,
To be reborn.
Maybe I live to let you have a taste of beauty,
And wilt away when you have tainted it.
Maybe I live,
To die.