I've got this Knot in my throat.

And it wont fade.
But it can't stay.

I'm slowly drifting off of your path.
And as I think about it more and more,
you've become so much of me. So much
of my time, so much of my energy.

As the lightning severs the sky, gray
seas of clouds rush in, the rain begins
to fall, and as you should know, I'm in
heaven. My hand is empty, dry, although
it's pouring, it knows.

As fear progresses, we become even more
distant than we ever have been, spiratical
reminiscing occurs, day to day, but no
more memories are being made.

This, this is what truly scares me, this
is what I hate the most, it is what fractures
my heart, because it never breaks. I've
been lost, I've been fading, I've been
gone. My thoughts have been left in a nice empty
jar, I've gotten as a gift. And because it
is empty, this means, I have no thoughts,
I can't have anymore.

You never think it would be possible for
things to get this difficult, but, it's
because difficult isn't impossible.

As difficulty goes, I have made a strong
decision, to let you go. Not your hand,
your heart, you've been a companion, and a
strong one at that.

Do not lose faith in what I can bring to you,
as Alana, as your friend, as the only person I can be.

Please, do not forget my laugh, my eyes
nor my smile, because love, I'll never
forget yours.

So much, is right here in my hands,
just waiting to give. Let me know when
you're ready.

-Alana Kalynn Weldon, Retired.