this is the grand finale of what used to be our love. all that we worked for will burst at its seams for this moment. I no longer need your “good nights” or “I love yous.” I have all I need within me and there grows a beautiful blossoming garden that not even your reckless forest fires can get to. that garden inside of me grows as flowers and its fruits ripen to feed my soul in a way you could never. but every night I will bless the thought of you for everything you’ve given me. maybe one day someone will see the beauty in you as I did once. and once I make meaning out of this mess, I will show you the art that you have inspired out of our last ounce of love. my hearts been rocked against the walls for so long that the bits that have broken off are grains now and my patience is running out. i loved you i really did.