Almost A Haiku

I don’t understand.


Please don’t try to sympathize.


That’s pity in your eyes.

What It's Like

If you can fathom the love the sun feels for the earth,


To rise every morning


To make sure it is okay


And to set, every night, alone

Then you will understand what it is like to love you

With you.

With you. 

It's different. 

For me.

What I would give for reciprocity.

I mean, I gave you everything.

Pieces of me I didn't even know I had.

Loved you more than I loved myself.

And you knew that.

And you took that.

And you ran.

Far away from me.

Fuck.