She sat on the stairs that led to the attic,
Her arms bandaged from another attempt...

I wonder how you'd feel if I packed my things...
Told our dog that I loved him and that I'll always...

She wandered throughout the empty house,
Her fingers readjusting perfectly placed vases...

Fingers absently dance over old and new scars,
A twitch coloring the corner of my lips...

I crawl into my bed and wipe away the tears
No amount of sweet, reassuring words can rid me...

I awoke with a feeling,
One strange and tight in my chest...

So many months of promising a meeting,
One where I am able to get lost in the green...

Distant smiles tell of a moment
Where she is lost in a world...

The call came over the radio,
My partner and I eager to accept...

I wipe the fog off the mirror,
Hoping that it is the only reason my reflection is...

The water runs over bare skin,
Skin that is icy to the touch...

With a kiss goodbye, one that lingered on my lips,
Three very long, hectic days spread out before me...