It rained last night and washed the last bits of you away.
the gardens have come back after the wrath and destruction of your love.
the birds have come home and winds sing a diffrent somg these days.
one of support and friendship.
one born years ago, destined in some way to become part of this story.
why, how and now?
I could never dare to say…..
but the rains came today and washed the last of you away…..
i am me, he and we. I am stronger than my demons.
more smart than the obtrusive thoughts that used to plague
I too remember the days you slept away
while i guided 1/2 of your flesh and bones….
Not my job, nor should it ever have been…
I am whole, I am here and I am free to live as I see fit.
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