I'm Sorry
But I can't stay without being loved by you.
I'm sorry,
But I can't keep looking into your eyes without them looking back with love.
I'm sorry,
But I can't keep watching your lips speak words I can't kiss.
I'm sorry,
But I can't bear to feel your warmth without you warming my bed.

Loving you without being loved by you
Is the most painful thing,
The most beautiful thing,
The most incredible thing—
But I can't stop.

I will love you until the stars go dark,
Until the nebulas set sail.
I will love you until death gives me its mark—
Or I kiss you in a white veil.

I drowned in your eyes
Before I could teach you how to swim.
I left heaven
Before I could teach you how to ride a bike.

God knows I need you,
Like He needs the Devil.
But time will pass,
And the dust will settle.

I’m grateful I got to love you
Even the pain is worth it after diving into your soul.
Because our love is unique, eternal, and true.
And if you so decide, I will return... just as I once vowed.

And I will go to a faraway land,
Carrying the verses inspired by your eyes
And the memory of your scent.

I need to return to the real—
To know life again, and heal.
Maybe distance will do me some use,
Without my sky, my sea, my muse.

I feel naked in the storm of my brain,
As my poems escape with the water from my eyes,
Forever lost in the drain…

My skin carries the stories foretold—
Symbols and dreams only we know,
Words touched by the tip of your soul,
Written in ink, scarred in red bold.

I wonder if the fountain misses the mouth,
I question if wind misses the rock it eroded,
If time misses the life it cut,
And if the sky remembers my scent.

All absurd, all bizarre—
And yet the verses haunt me, near and far.
If my love is seen as a chore,
Then there is no point in asking for more.

I challenge thy god and its unstoppable force,
For I have seen love travel and reverse time's course.
I’ve seen the power of the universe and the chains of culture—
I will love you today, in the past, and in the future.

I miss you with all my heart
and I crave you with all my soul
I sang you all my poetry
and gave you all my youth

I must confess:
I’ve loved you longer than I can remember.
I’ve craved you since the moment the breath of consciousness touched my soul—
From the echoes of the universe,
From the waves of planets foretold.

I love you like a drug that consumes my lyricism,
Like an addiction that feeds on my cynicism.
I miss your presence and your song,
I miss your hot breath filling my lungs.

I admit—I will love you beyond this realm,
Beyond this city, beyond this shell.
I promised I would find you elsewhere,
With no bounds of fate or shackles of death.

But I cannot love alone.
I cannot hold it together.
And if you don’t miss me, that’s fine—
I will learn to hold and miss until I die.

I cannot be your side project,
I cannot be a fragment of your liking.
Our love is hope, is whole, is divine.
And if you don’t want to love me with your whole heart,
I will still keep you forever in mine.

I bargained, I traded, and I sold.
I exchanged silver, land, and gold.
I shared my dreams, my poetry, and thoughts—
I was a professor, and I worshipped a false god.

And in all my lives that passed,
And the ones that are still to come,
I knew what I wanted to see last:
Your smile, full of love and warmth.

I traveled through this and others planes,
Waited for years in silent trance.
I knew your heart, and I remembered your eyes too—
They came to me in dreams, calling me back to you.