She Took Unto Herself Most Everything Her Lover Lost

I am taking everything you left behind.

All the dreams and the hopes that you have given up, the ambitions and the achievements that you no longer have the courage to fulfill.

I am taking your patience, your serenity, your strength and that curious gentleness that you once carried with you.

I am taking the beautiful future I saw for you once in the mirror - the one you thew aside like a petulant child with a toy that was no longer pleasing.

I am taking these treasures, broken and shattered, rent and torn. I am fixing them, mending them, altering them to fit.

I have learned to be strong, now I am learning to be patient, in time I will learn to be gentle and thus serene. I have gained ambition, and I am becoming accomplished. I will take the life that you did not want, and I will become everything that you could have been, and better.

I write this so you will know, when you return this way, looking for the virtues that you lost, that they are gone.

"The art of longing's over, and it's never coming back." - L.C.