I feel so overwhelmed and uninspired. I just sit here in awe as my words and spirit fall and shatter like every one of our promises.  My wilted heart hangs upside down on your bedroom door like a dozen roses that I gave to you a long time ago when we actually used to smile. Now happiness and hope sit in the far corners of our minds covered in dust. We have settled for one another. We have settled for gray skies. We have settled upon fault lines. As the small tremors rattle the ground beneath our feet, you pretend not to feel them and I just drink until I can’t, but the animals have already moved to higher ground. It’s just a matter of time until the plates shift and we find ourselves under water.