My Love

For the one my heart couldn’t love anymore,

for that my heart would simply not exist.

Without the touch of your cold fingertips,

I would never’ve known a love pure like this.

The world bares weight,

tightly riddled through shoulder to shoulder.

The challenges we face, connect us deeply as our bones become colder.

Every night I would lie awake with you over and over.

I would choose your heart every time.

My Love.