One of these days, you will wake up and I will be gone
One of these days, you will wake up and find my eyes listless
Dead to commitment and open to other fish in the sea gardening your resentment
I will divide your time into worry, fear, and stress
One of these days, you will wake up and I will be gone
Even though my body will be present, you alone will feel the essence of my emptiness, I will be gone
No longer riddling your mind with dreams of eternity as you lay next to me
I will be existing quite frequently in your past
And you will not mourn my departure – rather you will celebrate in your freedom
For God’s mention of me will only remind you of how far you’ve come
How strong your wings have gotten and how much of you have grown
You will be boundless in my absence
The wretched chains will shatter in your pursuit of happiness, fall away in your freeing, and disappear in your gladness…
One of these days, I will wake up, and she will be gone
No longer there to comfort my loneliness
Feed my hunger of flesh, for she will force me to be vegan
She will leave no letters for my comfort and no fragrance for my meditation
She will gladly leave the place that her heart knows to be vacant
One of these days, I will wake up and she will be gone
Her dreams will haunt my reality that she is nowhere to be found
I will be bound by her absence
The foundation will be made from my dreaming, and be made as consistent as her breathing, and most assured as her bereaving
The thought of her leaving leaves me grasping at the ghost of her
Rattling the walls of my memory she will be gone and I will be left to count the days till her return
And when she doesn’t return, I will bury my soul in regret and only hope to find half the woman she is
Because one of these days, I will wake up…and she will be gone.
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