some time has passed since i last visitedmy thoughts are not all my own
though i have done some cleaning
there is still clutter here and there
im working on all that
but for now i will give you this
there is no sound but the pattering of the rain outside the window
the snow is gone from the trees now
they are cold and alone and as bare as my soul on this night
it never ceases to amaze meeh
how when so much of everything around meeh is changing
nothing really changes at all
every move is predictable
nothing that hasnt been done before
there is no emotion unfelt
we have been down this road
we know just where it will lead
how long it will take to get there
and what will be done once we reach
i have grown so much
and i never thought i would say it
but i have outgrown you - this
at this time of year there will be no picnics
or long strolls through Monet's garden
there will be no stopping to smell the roses
or snapping fotos of the newly discovered love
that has fallen upon the lucky
this is the time of reality
when vulnerabilities are exposed
and we discover if we can truly coexist
we are stripped bare and that bond is tested tried
and if we are lucky in the end
it will prove true
if we are ordinary, it will not
and we will travel that other road
if we will be broken
spring will do it before the first month passes
but for now
this is where we are
naked as the trees outside
with not even the snow to cover our imperfections
and while i love you still
i have never loved myself more
than i do at this very moment
and because of that i leave you where you stand
there will never be another you
my heart will forever whisper your name
and perhaps next winter
when i light the fireplace
the ambers will play the movies of our love
