I cannot name an untarnished memory
Nor can I recite to you with an amiable fondness
All that you have introduced to me
Which I know can never be forgotten
Or ignored

Every time I’ve cried
For each childish, humdrum tear
You have sat upon my eyelids in wait
And braced yourself upon my lips
To catch them as they fall

My make-believe hero
My sunlight

As for leaving,
Love knows not of the word
But only of emptiness
For you can never truly leave someone
Who hasn’t let you go

What a sad thing it is

I am still here
And I’ve loved you every moment of it