A prayer, 
a whisper ..."closer". 
The feathery brush of my lover's lips 'gainst mine only to share a breath then depart.  
What lips can perfect love's kiss yet utter not love's words?
Then take these lips that speak; that kiss
for I love naught for love's sake but for my lover.
Be it word or deed to sustain my lover's need
with the same let my love be testified.
For what is love if not a sacrifice.

I hate you because I love you so
with a love that's real and lasting.
I'm left with that;
the best and the worst of it.
In the quiet now,
every laugh we shared, everything I thought was real howls thru my hollow soul and in the echoes I hear "fool".
My heart screams out in agony.
Suffocating, I gasp but the air is empty.
There's a hole where you came and went where there once was a door I opened for you.
You did not pass through my life; you passed through me.
I am not okay. It does not get better and someone else will not do; he isn't you.