An Ode To The Wait

The alternatives unraveled like my own personal feast,

Either I let you go, 

Or maybe pause for another era

To look at the universe 

build and break

And wait

My eyes choking on gold

And thoughts intense

Stuck in this brutal courtship with the peace 

Making a judgment is heavy

I can let it go,

I can take my stride of harmony

In the end, 

I can again find my comfort in myself

I don't tire myself

But it feels so empty

Empty in this enormous depravity

Reminds me how I wasn't used to being this independent, 

Being away, being detached from what was yours 

This redundant freedom makes no sense, not anymore

It pains being so much to be in my dignity, 

And not show up with the desperations 

But I know what to choose now,

I'll wait

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon,

All of us one in the penumbra.

I'll wait.