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How?

How do I survive this life, without you?

You have been my heartbeat since the day we met

Now my heart beats in irregular patterns, but each beat is a syllable of your name, each movement, our memories.

I know I can do this without you

Life.

But you are so well entangled in me

It is not my choice to do it that way.

I chose to give you my heart, and in every way I would choose the exact same

Over and over again.

How do I let you go, when every inch of my being knows that this is not our end?

I am at war with what I feel and what you want from me

Which quite simply put, is not me.

How I wish you would have held my hand and let me into the deepest parts of you, to sit with you in that darkness and start lighting candles, one by one until you find yourself again. With me in your precense.

You should know, that when you are ready to come home. My light will be burning, and my door open.

For no matter how far you stray, I hope you find your way home.

To me.

To you.

To us.

-M.