The rain will rise up from the earth and touch the sky

Leaves will shatter when the ground touches them

    Nothing but glass shards to our feeble imaginations

Fish will fly above our heads

   We would revere them as birds

The trail will blaze red with our footsteps

   We will never lose our way

Trees will grow around our houses,

   We live inside the plants

Forests will illuminate with the soft glow of fairy lights

   Hanging from tree tops

Our gazebo will sink to the bottom of the river

   We’ll visit it every Sunday

Books will lose their definition

   We’ll learn to write in paintings

Light will no longer run through these windows

   We will find a sun lamp for our souls

I will dive into a lake the water will not touch me

   I will bathe in a sea of memory

I will call you

   I will call you and we will dance one last time

I will call you and we will get lunch

I will call you and we’ll buy that bag that costs too much

   We’ll jump up and down

   We’ll make our childhood meals

   We’ll get coffee

         And it won’t be as much as the weight of our prayer

On the day I love myself more than I love you

    Even God will look up at us and say

        “Finally,
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              Something you did right”

Writer's Statement: In this piece I was trying to explore the feelings of impossibility not only for self love, but for the love one feels towards someone/something that is so strong and unshakable that it feels as if nothing would allow them to love themselves as they love that person/thing. I was exploring a a longing for not only that person, but also the longing to be able to finally shake that feeling.