how do you know if you truly love someone
or  if you are just glad for their being,
so you don't have to be alone
in the bruise of your existence,
an accident,
a bump on the knee.

sometimes the pain robs
the act of breathing from you
and sometimes living seems so pointless
that you wonder what life
would be like after.
if there really would be a  
heaven, even for you.

when he holds your hand, he doesn't know
that he's the only thing
holding you to this earth.

you are so selfish,
all you do is
take and take and take
from him.