no retreat
no advance
merely
standing my ground.

tell me what it is there is to say
and with my sense I shall
find the truth to your love.

do you forget me with difficulty?
a room full of people
with the feeling
of one christmas light missing
amongst other starry hearts?
embrace that darkened part
and that light might still
go unshined,
a risk unmeasured.

i am tired of the shenanigans
i don't like any of you,
but my love can be
so easily abused
from the part of my heart
i left to you.