I don’t ask,
and you don’t tell,
and we go straight to Hell.
Better than we’ve ever been;
in our prime,
but so missing.
I watch you sleep.
The rise and fall
of your breath,
in the dark,
and I think;
that I would burn the whole world
if it harmed you.
Building my strength
means nothing,
when I can’t bear the thought
of losing you.
Suffer to my weakness.
Such a little thing,
like a star
in the sky.
Insignificant,
but all my wishes came true.
How do I explain,
that you are my whole world,
and I
still hurt you?
Sitting in the dark.
Waiting for the dawn,
so that you might wake
in safety,
and I might breathe
a sigh of relief,
that you are still with me.
Is it possible
to have too many saviors?
Maybe so,
but I’ll keep
as many as I can.
I’ve never been a good man,
but I will try again,
and again,
and again.
To be your reflection,
your shadow,
echo.
I’ll be here
when you wake up again.
HG – 2020
Great post 😁