everything You touch turns to gold

and that's a good thing

i have had the priveledge of being touched by Your beauty

honesty

kindness

hope

love

optimism

good spirits

and i turned to gold

for a moment

i was something of worth

if not to You

to someone

and that knowledge in itself

that i was gold

and gold is precious

special

valuable

sought after

and that was me

for a little while

because everything You touch turns to gold

but the beauty has faded

the value dropped

the demand has decreased

and i am back to being me

being more worthless than all my uttered apologies

more unwanted than the memory of my existence

less desired than the plague

because nothing gold can stay

and You moved on to bless another's life

while i stayed in Your past because i was too weak to follow