I loved you like the moon loves tides, pulling close, then pulling wide, a rhythm carved from ache and care, yet too much weight was in the air.
You were my lighthouse in the black, the one who always led me back, but even lighthouses loose light - and I, the storm, swallowed the night.
You saw the best when I was breaking, held my hand though they were shaking, but shadows clung to all I knew - even sunlight felt so blue. You saw the cracks before I did, found every place my soul had hid, you kissed the ghost behind my eyes, made peace where every panic lies.
You held my hand when I would shake, stood calm when I began to break, but love should never burn the one who gives and gets no return.
And though you said you'd never leave, I saw the weight you wore like grief, a smile stretched too thin to last, like flowers blooming in a blast.
I tried to be the sun, the shore, but what I gave just asked for more, my chest, a cage of crows and flame, whispered truths I couldn't name.
You held me through sleepless cries, the spirals, cuts, the anxious lies, but in your eyes, I came to see - you were fading while saving me.
And that's no life for love to live - to always take, to never give, I knew the cost, I knew the toll: to stay with me would wreck your soul.
So though it breaks what's left inside, I choose the hurt where you survive, if I could switch, if I could mend, if I could promise there's an end - I'd keep you close, I'd hold you tight, and walk with you into the light.
But I've been drowning far too long, to drag you down where you don't belong, so let me be the loss you mourn, not the burden you were born to carry past your own despair, you loved enough - it's not fair.
But you had to go where you can bloom, not wilt beside my inner tomb, I love you still, in quiet ways - in dark hours, in yesterdays.
I had to go, and you had too, for love like this can ruin you, and though you ache, I hope you know: to love you, I let you go.