Shadow.
If my shadow wasn't tied to my feet, would it have left me too?
On a night full of terror, starless sky, so much darkness it threatened to consume, immense uncertainty, you closed the door, you closed it so gently it's own hinges would have missed it, but I couldn't miss it, because you were not coming in, you were going out. Just when I needed you most, you left, you left me.
For every reason you left, there were a million reasons to stay. If I were to live for a thousand years, I would belong to you for all of them, if I were to live a thousand years, I would have made you mine in all of them.
Love is dangerously for the brave, as there's some madness in love, I say this whilst my heart is breaking to pieces. I love you, and it's getting worse. To say that you abandoned me would be terribly unjust but it's horribly true. I'd let you drag me to hell if it meant I could hold your hand one more time.
I am overwhelmed by the things I ought to have written about you but never found the proper words to. I taste the memory of you in every sip of solitude. How I adore you more than silence. I recently realised that it's possible to die a thousand deaths, as this happens every time I think of you.
My eyes ache with the weight of unshed tears, the days leave me desperately tired, I miss you miserably. When I wake and my body does not follow, I imagine it's busy lying beside you. The feeling that I thought would go away with a walk made me weep in the middle of the road. I have something in my heart for you which will only die when I do. I am half hope, half agony, the shortest poem I know is your name. I am tired, I have collosal need of you.
You taught me a kinder way to say my own name. You knew me by heart, it infuriates me that you knew me by heart. When you left I walked into the ocean, to drown or to be held by something that's reluctant to let go, I'm not sure. I wished for a lasting love, the love lasted, but the lover left. Who would I be without these heavy things I carry? And who am I becoming because of them?