temporary

The sky is purple again

winds eclipsed by blossoming branches

whose buds are closing for the long night ahead.

This Wednesday makes 10 and the birds remind me 

how all of our world was just temporary.

From the breezy headstrong smiles

to the exaggerated exhaustion I felt

while I tried so hard to make believe that you were a hero

rather than just temporary.

I am sorry that I dreamed bigger than you

and more so I am sorry that you weren't more

but the times state clearly that you have moved to love

while I sit behind hoping that this ache is temporary

Because if it is not then I give up

about to jump into a life where I simply walk

with no purpose but to dwell in my silly sparkly world

that you took the throne in to reign in the temporary.

But what can I say about that

other than today was long and gorgeous

and the sky is fading purple with trees and birds

and all my heartbreak seems, if just for a moment, to be temporary.