How can my being happy hurt you so?
I have only felt joy for your successes, even when I was reborn.
In my new form I no longer wallow with you.
Rather, I shine with a fierce tenacity I once only dreamed of.
This made me whole. This made me clean. This made me complete.
But you could not accept that you had to wallow alone.
Your cave got cold because I no longer could protect the fire from your spits and screams.
So as I rose from the smoke of your snuffed fire,
You tried to catch me with your fumbling hands,
But all that was left was dust.
Our cave was home.
It was dark and sad, but it was home.
And for that shelter I will be forever grateful,
However, it was just one of the many homes that I am yet to love.
It is best that I leave you like this,
After all you deserve the opportunity of rebirth as well,
And I pray that your birth is through water, not fire.
And with that farewell,
I wish not to see you again.
I only wish to live on in the air that swept me to you and swept me away.
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