Here Lies the Body of the Love of my Life

Goodbye, Oregon.

In the breath of a journey, I trailed my dreams to Oregon's embrace,
A college-bound heart, seeking knowledge, a new pace.

But shadows fell, and sorrow caught my breath,

I returned to California, a soul touched by distress.

Oregon, you were a chapter, a lesson hard and cold,
Yet within your forests deep, a part of me you still hold.

California cradled my wounded spirit, in her sunlit arms,

Amidst the healing, unexpectedly, a new affection's charms.

He came like a storm, fierce and undefined,
Love, the most beautiful mess, a twist of fate entwined.

We danced through days, reckless in our bliss,

Yet, in love's complicated script, something went amiss.

Oregon called him, a siren's song, a cruel twist of fate,
We tried to stretch our hearts across the state lines, too late.

The distance, a chasm, filled with unsaid words and strife,

We broke each other, piece by piece, slicing through our life.

Now, Oregon, you're a memory, bitter on my tongue,
A place of lost dreams, where my heart was wrung.

I hate you for the pain, for the love you took away,

Yet, in hating you, I remember the good every single day.

So, here I stand, between hatred and love, a fine line,
Oregon, you took a piece of me, in that, you'll always shine.

But I'll rebuild, stronger, with every tear I've shed,

For in the ruins of us, I found myself instead.