Loved you whole fiercely
With every sinew and particle
Of my punctured soul.

Lived, existed and thrived
On the hope of you and I
Being united.

Inseparable
A love with so much verve it
Tends to unnerve us.

You chose to softly
**** me with indifference
An absent presence.

My decisions grow, as moss grows. Slow, slow and unseen between the green-green of expected. My decisions grow, as moss grows. Quietly wild. Shallow threads clutched tight at the sheerness of possible- drinking light from the dark in order to thrive.

My decisions grow, as moss grows. Slow, slow and unseen. No branches, no forks, no watch-wait-and-see, just spores caught on a breeze when I need them.