stepping stone

i can almost see
in totality
how the love of you
beckoned me to jump
from here to there
so willingly;
like a stepping stone
carrying my soul so carefully
to safety.

but for the loss of you
to ever become
something peaceful,
something lovely,
the darkness would have to
swallow me whole
and grind these hard, hard bones
into nothing but dust
when I still need
to stand.

maybe some other day…