Every One

Every poem always starts with I love you.

Every poem ends with me having to let you go.

But all of the words in the middle make it so hard for me to make the pain seep 

into my veins slow.

You're the poison that I crave every minute, every hour, every day.

And you're the poison that in my blood that makes all of the pain go away. 

Because you send the rush of feeling wanted and needed through my body

and the melody of your sweet words make reality seem foggy.

But you're just poison,

and it's getting dangerous to crave.

You're the poison that I don't need,

but you make me brave.

And everyday that I spend with you,

is a day that makes time go by fast,

and everyday that is spent away from you,

shows me how long my happiness actually lasts. 

You're a beautiful twist to what I believe is love.

If white is to purity and peace, you're the black dove.

I know that it's painful, and it's okay to let go too.

But the thought of you poisoining someone else

makes my skin black and blue. 

I have loved you from the beginning, 

and I wanted to love you until the end.

But here comes the part

where I have to give you up and face the darkness alone

now that I give you up, my friend.