Stuff Love
I waited for you,
to be here with me.
My comfort. My life.
My everything.
Forever with you,
that is my place.
I am you; you are me.
We are everything.
You live to die.
I die to live.
Lifelessly laying, limp and light.
Your touch, bringing me to life.
Now old, aged and tired.
I am wearing away.
Watching you grow bigger,
I will never grow that way.
My body weak and frail.
Ruby red, delicate, like fine wine.
Brittle with splits and gashes.
Fallen fragments, I could never feel.
But oh, how I love you.
And I know you love me.
Although our visits are brief,
I'll be here waiting.
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