thewaitingone

I ache to feel the pull to say
Damn you for bruising Forever
for me.
It was mine and you told me
it was yours, too.
But you are always scouting.
Always watching the horizon.
You mocked my roots, and
mocked my songs.
Another hears his forever
echoed in your voice.
It must sound hollow,
taunting, diseased.
But why do you still
visit in the night?
Don't send anything to me
anymore.
I am not the man you remember.
He folded inward
without his Forever.
Like a neutron star.
He's gonna burn your eyes
next time you behold him.
The ground will shake, and
you will tremble
because you will Know
Forever does exist.