My Love
whenever i feel like im losing myself
i remember him, and wish he was beside me
i think about the way he holds me close to him
whenever we are together, and hate
hate that he is trapped in that house- that trash heap
the ceilings caving in, sugar ants invading,
the smell of dog piss and weed fills the air.
holes in the wall and door broken down
i want him out of there, i need him next to me
every anniversary he gets me jewelery,
i tell him "save the money"
but he doesnt care, and i guess i dont care much either
for each piece ties me too him
a moonstone necklace that reflects a rainbow,
a turquoise and tungsten promise ring
but i cant promise him anything but my love
im useless right now
no job, no plan, i just panic
but hes there to calm me down
he could leave at any time and be fine
i would fall apart, i would shut off
i'd want to sink beneath the bath water
and forget this lifetime, start anew
but i always think, does he need me too?
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