Unlearning All But You

I never learnt the right way to love, As if there were a formula ensuring success. So now I’m playing it by ear, Picking things up as I go. Without the Sun, should it forget to rise tomorrow, I will learn to live in the shade. And if the Earth grows tired of turning, I’ll learn to lead a still life. If each star, dying, failed to shine, I could un-learn my constellations and cast away my telescope. But without you, what is worth learning? Who would teach me? For better, worse, forever, a part of you is all of me, And all I see in an uncertain, unstructured future, Is you. Being my structure, strength, and certainly mine.