He was her love.
She was everybody else’s.
“It’s gotta end,” she said.
Filling me up just to leave me empty.
Who gave you the right to my aliveness?
I suppose it was me.
Yes, I did that.
I let myself go dim in the presence of your light.
And now, I stand in the dark.
Unable to see, I am forced to listen.
My spirit speaks,
“Where there is darkness, let there be.”
So I breathe.
And I let the night hold me.
There is something here —
a deep sense of freedom.
I think I like it.
I’m not waiting for you.
I’m not searching for you.
I recognize the beauty of it —
the romance of dependency.
It’s not for me.
I see the chord that has attached to my soul.
With all my love, I cut it —
leaving empty space between us.
You’ve played me beautifully.
And I’ve bathed, naked, in the music.
Now I’m here.
Still and silent
within the chaos of all that I am.
I’m finding my way – my own way.
I let the need of you fall with my tears,
Leaving me able to see all the love I didn’t ask for.
I’m alive, you know.
Fully alive without your light.
Fully alive within my darkness.
Love, Michaela ‘Z’ (your moon babe)