for three days my body wouldn't let me wake this early.
(even i wouldn't let myself
wake this early)
i couldn't face another day
without knowing where,
how, you were.
now, i suppose i can thank the knowledge of knowing you are safe, and doing decent, for allowing me to want to stand up to reality.
that the day my mother ****** us didn't make you do anything irrational.
and every dandelion and 11:11 i will continue to wish the sun watch over you, and moon protect you, for me.
my dear, the war inside myself is finally at peace.