And i will always love you.

 

And i will always love you. 


For in the glasses you bruised with your lips, 

in the words you wrote

on pages whose stories still light up the living room, 

in the magnets on the fridge 

of places you have been, 

in the coffee cups that never saw a latte, 

in the slippers that caressed your feet every morning, 

and in the lust of the wind that

embraced you every day, 

you exist. 


And i will always love you. 


For in the mind of yours i could barely touch, 

in the thoughts of yours i could barely see, 

in the life of yours, i could just hardly peek, 

in the freedom that you craved,

you exist. 

You exist soaring, and i see you from a distance

because letting you go

is the only way of loving you. 


And i will always love you. 


My doings and un-doings, 

my subversion and the longevity of my own, 

my own thoughts today 

are here because of you,

and in all this fundamental void, 

you exist.

You exist because i hold on. 

You exist because every breath i take 

is to feel you. 

Just one more day. 


And i will always love you. 


Because i see from a distance 

a mirage of kissing you;

slowly holding your hands,

and in that moment, 

peeking through at your mind 

to know you. 

To really know you. 

i want to befriend you – bewitch you, 

i want to look at you 

and get you.

But you are so much more; 

i’ll never be able to. 


And i will always love you. 


i’ll go to seashores to feel your abyss;

i’ll travel your room to sense the morphine of your thoughts, 

i’ll scour the endless pages you wrote 

to cradle the truth of your hope,

i’ll speak to miracles to see the weight of your smile, 

i’ll give in to imaginary spaces to keep you close,

and i’ll love you.


I will hold you,

by not having you. 


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