You were there for me through thick and thin. Held me together when I was falling apart. Picked me up off the ground after I've been shattered. Carried me across the finish line when I was too tired to carry on. Filled my lungs with air when I couldn't breathe. Lifted my head above water when I was drowning.
You were so rich with love.
I'm penniless in the currency of love and maybe that's why you left.
Maybe you left because I was never able to repay you.
Maybe you never felt the love you gave out.
But I did.
I did love you.
I'm sorry I couldn't make you feel as priceless you really are.
Thank you for what you did. I'm sorry I'm so broken and such an ***.
P.S. Not much of a poem. More of a vent. But **** it really ******* hurts.