Lost letters

Before the river takes our love and carries it out to sea,

I wanted to thank you for loving someone as broken as me.

I know it wasn't easy;

I know it wore you down.

Before the cities burn to ashes and the sky rains tears,

I wanted to say I'm sorry for all these wasted years.

Before our bones are no more our bones and our lips are no longer our lips,

I hope you take a lover who sails a different ship.

May your nights become less brutal

and your mornings a little kinder;

May your heart find warmth with someone older and a little wiser.

-LaurenAshley