Discarded Heart

If I could go back I'd thank you,

standing there with a snotty nose and my pride somewhere knocked down south.

I'd thank you for leaving, for revealing my weak spots to sad ears

and I'd really and truly wish you well.

Like really really.

As it was I cursed your name and decided that I'd dedicate the coming months to moping and storytelling

because that is what you do when you are young,

before the businesses and babies

before the weight of years piles up like bricks.

When you are young there is time to revel in mud for mud's sake

.

Ah, 

but the universe had other plans for me

including but not limited to:

being lifted

synchronicity abundant and outrageous

reciprocity

solitude

stillness

wonder

and

knowing

.

I look back on that leg of the journey with a sense of awe:

I thought I'd lost my whole world

but instead your absence left a golden key

to the skies.

And that space to the left of my shitty mold-cold apartment where you tossed my bleeding heart?

A tree grows there now with leaves as big as love

born of hard work and 

unshackled thought.

.

.

This Discarded Heart necklace

and a Volcano Vessel in the prettiest greens with a shining labradorite center

will be in the 

Metal Shop

in just

a little while.

With love,

Sunny