Impatience

You left before the storm had 

calmed,

Before the winds could shift,

Before I could learn the language

Of my own aching rift.

You turned away from broken 

glass,

Too sharp for you to bear,

But didn't stop to wonder

Who shattered it - and where.

You saw the cracks and jagged 

edges,

And labeled them too much.

But didn't see the hands that bled,

Desperate for a tender touch.

Did you think I wouldn't notice

How you cowered from my pain?

How you claimed to love my fire,

Then ran when it became flame?

I was rebuilding from the ashes,

Every scar a stubborn line,

Yet you wanted polished marble

In a body still unrefined.

I asked for time, not perfection,

For space to mend and grow,

But you couldn't see the garden

Beneath the barren snow.

What hurt the most was your

silence,

The way you walked away -

As if my healing wasn't worth 

Another fleeting day.

You called it love, you called it

care,

But love waits through the night.

Love doesn't flee the shadows

In search of softer light.

If I was slow, it's because I carried

A weight you'd never see -

A past I fought to leave behind

That still clung tight to me.

You wanted ease, you wanted 

grace,

A love without cost,

But healing takes more courage

Than you were willing to exhaust.

So now I carry anger,

Thought I know it burns me more -

That you let me drown alone

When I was fighting for the shore.

But perhaps you weren't the

lighthouse,

Or the anchor I once prayed.

Maybe you were just the tempest

That taught me I can't fade.

And though I hate the way it 

ended,

And the patience you denied,

I'll find a love that doesn't flinch -

That waits and stands beside.