Places like this
Inevitably remind me of you
Where the world is coated in a green
So dewy that I can almost taste it,
And feel it in the palm of my hand.
This place is lovely,
But the water rushes over the jagged rocks
With startling urgency
As it coarsely laments the knowledge that only they,
And you, and I have:

*I ******* threw away my soul in a creek just like this.