I am okay not seeing you for awhile
as I gather myself and practice the art of choosing myself
over reoccurring past thoughts of you
when the trees begin to bloom
and the soil softens beneath our soles
whatever crystallized emotions that held me captive, will cave and thaw
melting along the sidelines of missing you
in a few month's time and a season’s passing
I will have gone through changes just as nature does
come back to myself in warmth, ready and raw.