i used to think about
the time i said i was a hurricane
and you said you could not wait to be stuck
in the storm.
i used to think about
the little tunes you would hum to yourself
when you were writing a new song about me,
hoping no one would notice.
but i did.
i used to think you were the sun
that somehow kept my heart warm and
etched light across the darkness
that was my heart.
i used to think i could not live without you
because you held my oxygen inside your lungs.
but here i am.
one year later.
now i know that
you were in the eye of my storm but
when the rains came
you wanted to dry.
now i know that
those little tunes you sang
were not about the green in my eyes
but rather the blue in another's
you didn't think i would notice,
but i did.
now i know that
you are not the sun
in fact, to compare you to anything in space is an insult
for space is brimming with radiance
and you are merely a shadow of darkness
etched across your somber universe.
i now know that i can live without you.
and my god, does it feel good to finally be able to breathe again.
