There is nothing left here. I am so
sorry you drove through the night
to come see me but if I were an 
ocean truthfully I would now be a
grander canyon than anyone has
ever seen. Birds would not even 
fly over me; I am more barren than
Sarah before she laughed at God.
I don’t know what you expected to 
find but your dove will not return 
with an olive branch and if it is 
anything like me, the bird will not
return at all. You possessed my
heart, but even the ocean lets me
float if I stay still. I flew out into the
nothing to be safe from all anythings.