my life was not supposed to be like this.
i was to be alone.

miserable, and desperate,
with the tenacity to live
because i
had never known
better than depraved and deprived.

i was not
meant to fear death.
i'm supposed to look the reaper
in the eye while i
bite his nose off,
but with you...

i can't leave you alone.

this world is full of people who are
just like i was supposed to
be.
but you can't change them
like you changed
me.

you were a piece of the puzzle that i
wasn't supposed to get until i
was closer to finished
with this portrait of a life that i was
building
with the frozen chunks of myself
i cut off during this trek
through my winter wonderland.
the only piece i couldn't create,
but you
fit perfectly. like i made you myself.
now you're as much a part of
me
as the ragged soul i carry in my pocket.
just more
beautiful.

now there is warmth.
sweetheat and days that seem to
last
only seconds.
there is no replacement for you
and not
enough time in eternity
to get back those lost seconds when
you're not
watching me
watching you.

you scared me into believing that
death is a finality. there was
always
afterward, i could catch up with you,
but if you were to pass
somewhere i
couldn't follow you i'd make it
happen.

whether or not it cost me my soul.
you're more beautiful,
anyway.

06/16/2007

Author's Note: again. when i used to write.

Posted on 06/16/2007
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