Wake (up now)

untitled, by torium

Darlin.

I have been ready for your leaving for a long time. and watched as all my friends lost their loves. Brothers. Half brothers. And the best of all gardens fell this summer.

I have made the preparations. Black clothes and soil. Knives and empty notebooks. Curtains and weeds all methodically pulled away. The first glimpse of newer dreams on my eyelash. I am ready. Taking my time and all the time it took.

But in the bathroom today, painting my nails. My eyes keep pulling to the lopsided hook you replaced and all those damn towels I didn't need but really needed. You’re always doing things like that.

You have to leave. I know it.
So for the towels and giving what you had to give.
Thank you.
Ashley