in pieces

I love you in pieces, in moments where you're here and in the ones when you're lost. In the fog of a need too deep to understand. Your smile comes like a rare flower, so beautiful, so fleeting, before it wilts again crushed under the weight of something I can't touch, can't fix. I hold you when you're fragile, when your eyes empty out. When the world around you falls apart, and yet you still reach for something that doesn't love you back. I wait, like a candle burning at both ends, hoping for the light to stay but knowing it will not knowing I can't save you from the fire you've set inside. But I love you anyway, even when it hurts when I don't know if you'll remember me tomorrow, or if I'll have the strength to love you again, through it all.