Love, Uprooted
Location
Love is hysterical
Such is the hysteria that you do not even realize when it has made camp within your walls
Embedding itself within your soul
Until it is ripped from the place in which it was rooted
Death slowly coming in wake of its absence
The very soil that once nurtured its leaves and helped to bear its succulent fruit, left with no tenant
It had not even the decency of a goodbye
No warning was given in its departure
No seeds left to grow new love
Oh, fruitful place of existence now barren and derelict
Still uselessly watered in hopes of its return
Emptiness buried so deep that not even a trickle may hydrate what is left
All denied access to this marred, scarred sacred ground
Unless they are the remnants of the roots that once made camp within your walls