I wrote this poem so u can never enjoy your mother's tiramasu without me. Without thinking of me, I'm such a *****. I love your doom and gloom really, so that I can be your sun shining. And if your clouds should still obscure my rays..I'll try again another day (another life) i won't hold spite,  not against you. I hope hope makes you new. Hope for your future with or without. But mostly I hope my love obliterates your pride. I hope you know posting this is terrifying. Almost as awful as losing you in yet another life. I'm burying my pride alive, to suffocate. I dont want to be the one who can't have who I want cuz I'll always find a way to drop what I want to say. No longer about that life. I wrote this a few hours ago and wasn't gonna post it, like the majority of whats written for u, it was set to sink into the Earth without ever being read by its muse, gracing your roots. My bravery is indebted to you. To your words.