I stumbled behind your footsteps, in the shadow of your ambitions. Until that shadow became an ocean, and I vanished with everything else as you kept going forward.

I used to count my steps too, until I fell and forgot all over how to ever walk. And from my chest was birthed a garden of cold crystals. Until my heart froze over and shattered.

I could never hate you, as much as I try. Because I loved you once, even if you left it forgotten. Wherever you are, I pray it is warm. For it is not in my crystal garden...it is not...