I see the cracks in
your porcelain skin.
You're frail figure
Swaying under the weight
Of things.

I remember when
We were younger
And the only worry we had
Was our curfews.
What happened?

Sadness should not equal
Blood.
Or loss of life,
Because the gravity in that
Is enough to **** us both.

Consider me your sentinel.
Silently watching and loving
From a distance in order to keep you
Safe.

Always remember my love,
I'm always here
When you need me.