My heart bleeds, beating your blood.
We were one, we were one:
Your flood washing over me
As our bodies entwined,
Cascading down the falls of love.
Oh, what is it I have done?
Your waves break not
Upon my shore,
Your breakers wave goodbye.
I am broken,
I wish not for life,
Yet I don’t want to die;
I wish only to be in your arms,
Your body over mine,
Protecting me from harm,
From the weight of the world,
From what he did to an innocent girl.
I long for your kiss,
For your eyes to smile.
I cannot begin to understand my feelings
Nor can I comprehend your deeds.
I am hurt by your hands,
Tearing me down to never
Be brought up again.
I sent you my love,
But now all that’s left to send
Is a box of memories of better days.
I am dying to hold on,
I am trying to hold back,
Bent, not cracked;
I weep because I cannot remember
The littlest things;
Like the light in your eyes,
Or the breeze in your hair,
Or the way your lips feel against mine.
I did not want to move away from you,
But we must be moving on.
It’s too late to be soon,
And soon enough to be too late before too long.