everlasting

the drought

i think that i am falling in love with you. 
my drought has ended,
and emotions have returned.
i can't say that i have missed the drought,
because she left me starved, numb, and alone. 

the flood feels overwhelming.
emotions and emotions
both good and bad.
i struggle to differentiate the two. 
you only exist in a world that i had built
for us to live in.
where the drought had ended.
the water was endless. 
our everlasting happily ever after. 

in the other world, you do not see me. 
not in the way that i want you to. 
the water leaves me. and i am scarce.
just the essence of  honey, crumpled paper, 
& the tint of ink lingering on the jacket,
that you gave me to cover up,
while taking shield from the rain.
[even though it could've saved us.]