I stare as my weak knees wilt

longing trying to touch the embrace that has left me

and I had you

and your kindness was there

now pieces of you hate me

I am not a portrait on your heart no more

but I still kiss the feelings that emerge from my pulse

and memories seep from my eyes

knowing that love has gone further

than my soft hand can reach

the utmost apology is what I can lay on your face but

will you still swallow me whole?

nothing can compare

and you continue to dance in me

and I continue to bleed

but nothing can compare

I have killed the one thing that exceeds my existence