you made me promise not to leave you, but you did.

and maybe it makes me the dumbest person in the world but i still intend to keep my promise.

i hope one day you will come back.

maybe if i make myself useful,
you will feel the love i've had for you;
one that i've been keeping solely in my head.

... and may the abundance do not starve you, dearest.
safe travels.

one does not push, as one does not pull.
soul intertwined, at its rightful place.
one walks, transcending into the light way up.

one is patient, gentle, and nurturing.
as one prizes one's gift from the Man Himself,
one guards and gives back tenfold.

one's presence bears an abundance of comfort.
as one's presence lights up the dark,
one's presence readies the other for the unknown.

may one be basked in the warmth one deserves,
and may it protect one,
as the other would.

don't you think it's funny that,
it's you who look at yourself in the mirror,
staring at yourself,
seeing yourself,
every single day,
for as long as you live.

yet often times it's you who fail to see your own worth.

it broke me when you told me about the misery that you're in
it broke me that all you ask is some sort of comfort,
and yet i can't give it to you
it broke me that i can't go there and offer my shoulders,
whispering "it's gonna be okay"

eventhough you and i both know it's not gonna be