and i wonder where forever went......

[love_the_hearts]

hold your breath and count to ten.
separate me from you.
when the flowers begin to sprout, when the flowers sink to the bottom.
all connected to something larger,
all reaching and grasping to you.
now we wilt, we sleep for this winter
for months and weeks our guts are coming out.
with and without reason. with and without connection.
direct and indirect this hurts.