I have never ran,  or burned beyond
any safe haven,
And your wit was lonely at times
In lost ripped things

Which in the end, forgot me.
Because  I cannot return out of spite

You're afraid  
And you've striven
Although I myself have finished

You braved always strong by strong
And myself?
I acted.
(And resurfaced, screaming because I loved)

Her wispy memories
And your wistfulness drowned me at times

But I still remembered and stood
Lost, and very much torn

As the wonderful  fought
The tainted forgot
Always reaching

Because nothing
Which we are
Blurred at the edges
And it continues breaking when you're gone

Your heart is hardened
But I can still cry

Because whose really the one who is aloud to be called strong?

I listened to you with a  giving heart
Even though at times what you said was  foreign,
And you laughed, clever and bitter

With each slur of the tongue

(I do not wish anymore.)

What is it about you that reached
and understood; everything and nothing
Not the stains of your heart in all its  lonesome
But still it continued to be full of everything frightening.

You're still so high, and it's dark up there isn't it?