One last farewell, as I crumble to my knees
One last embrace, before I part from thee
One last clutch, of her figure and dress
A headpat she returned, to relieve the stress
An idol I praised, I forged and replaced
I now let go, for the winds she'll chase
In my mind: a guide, an angel, and a saint
But in my heart: a lie, in shambles, and a self-inflicted feint
I mourn farewell to this image that I made
I welcome the flesh that should take her place
Her duty fulfilled, and my goal achieved,
I now sit and remain to find reprieve
One step up the spiral, I reflect on our meeting
Another step up this cycle, and I see her silhouette fleeting
And another and another, until the
past never meets me
Where I now welcome the present, the eternal and infinity
This finally concludes my poems on these spiritual matters. It's been a rough but necessary journey. It's not a end to things, but certainly a new chapter to come. Spending some time away from here did help, and I'll be doing more of that for my own sake. Some anons here have left thoughtful insights for me, and I appreciate that. I did reflect on the ones that mattered. While I have written much beforehand about the recent developments that I'd like to share, it's best not to share it here anymore. All I can say is that I took my meds and touched grass. I still support Taffy through it all, but in a more sobering and level-headed manner. She's my uohshi and always will be. No one comes close. All is well.
