And what i've learnt,
Is that i fixed you,
While you broke me.

I met you at a time,
When your world was broken and black.
Your life a charcoal mess.

I worked hard to show you love.
Acceptance and absolute care.
Never asking for anything.

Took care of you when you got sick.
Picked you up after they beat you down.
And had your back,
Even in times when you didn't have mine.

And in the end,
You were fixed loved beyond measure,
And able to love fully.

And i was left,
You walked away with all that confidence,
That i helped you build,
To go love someone else.

And now here i am,
With my life broken and black.
Sitting in the ash you left behind.

And yet....
I still love you.
............Why?