The things I do for her,
Their out of character,
She takes me far,
To places I haven't been.

I love her,
Something I don't say much,
If none at all,
But she's got me there.

Her embrace does it for me,
It's her gentle smile,
It's her charisma,
Even when it's night.

She's a proper lady,
She's beautiful that way,
Elegantly enslaved to perfect,
She reminds me of balance.

She's broken with me,
We relate in our sorrows,
And yet I want her out,
Of the two she's to be saved.

I will make sure she does,
One last time,
One last effort,
I will make one last dream come true.

Even at the cost of my happiness,
The cost of my logic screaming,
Saying we have nothing left,
And yet love for me is sacrifice.

Love for me,
Left me empty,
But I didn't it again always,
One last time.

With everything I have left.........
By:Jn