I would walk for miles
barren streets
hearing her words,
‘I’m leaving you.’
Dreams become nightmare become-peace
begin to manifest our
seeking solace.
I remember fleeting notions of freedom
once pride settled
and logic spoke
a clarity
a mix of hope and despair
some
convoluted controversy
drawn together
an oddity of forces, energy spent
confusion
until that day, one day
all the trials the mystery of wonder
came true.
I stood alone on that highway
I knew
alone I now, I know I could love
you.