The Change

Everything came out at once and things can never go back to being the same, at least not for a while. Slowly you’ve changed but I’ve remained the same. Kindling to your fire and wool to your lamb, I’ve been everything you wanted me to be. Bared skin turned to burned reminders of being careless and numb fingers that tingle at the first sign of dew.

I can’t live without you.

One Comment Add yours

  1. Lois says:

    Love this.

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