The world is too big.

The world is too big.

I try to swallow it whole

And I start to choke.

With every step I take,

My footprint changes.

The ground behind me

Has already grown

Into something else

Now that I'm gone.

I'm gone.

But I'm not gone, am I?

Before I realize I've left

You move on.

And now, I have to keep going

Because what I thought I had

Simply let sit, dream, become covered in moss,

Actually decomposed,

Ceased to exist beneath all that green.

I hold you in my hands and you crumble,

Dark soil slipping between my fingers.

I don’t believe in regret,

I believe that every choice

And every moment holds beauty.

But, I still mourn.

I mourn the love i’ve left

Because I change so quickly.

Because I'm afraid of being frozen,

Because I have too much love in me,

I love too much and too many,

Because I love you,

And now you don’t love me.

My love may vary,

Floating on the wind or

Up and down like waves,

But yours is a rock. Or an egg.

It is there or it is not.

Don’t drop it,

Because you can not pick it back up.

I am walking this earth

To learn what beauty can be,

To discover how differently

We can still be the same.

I am trying to learn,

But sometimes it is not clear

Exactly what I'm learning.

Something that was stable in me broke.

My skin has become porous.

I soak up the majesty and the illness.

I am writing a story that is still unfinished…