Why can I never keep the one I love with me?
I'm difficult to hold and hard to love.
I know it's true,
And it seems too much
For even you.

So run away.
It's what you do.
And I'll just be standing here
Loving you.

i wrote a lot of great poetry when i was in love
i wrote even better poetry when i was in pain
i wrote the best poetry when i realized that the two emotions were actually the same.

be reborn,

rain and wind lashing
worn down to weary wonder
yet strangely at peace