flowers in your garden

this is not about me

but I wish I could have the power

to change the course of your history

and all of the troubles, achings

and other onerous burdens

so binded to your back,

so hurt by the years 

you cared so much

you never deserved anything like this

If I was able to care for you 

the way I wanted to

the flowers in your garden would be alive

the days would not be the same

I feel impotent

while he only gathers

accumulated undealed feelings

and other dusty energies

not caring as he should 

doing the bare minimum 

when is convenient 

you never put yourself first

you lack the gentleness they obliterated without mercy

I feel powerless

like I am an empty baloon

torn by the tides of time

merely watching everything unfolds 

the distance does not matter

here I am, wishing with all my heart and soul the very best for you

- and hoping we get the chance to meet again soon enough