I will always love you

like Whitney Houston said

before she died

and lived life instead…

I will always love you until the sky becomes pale

like your face…

And I wish I could have held you…

but I just remember I did…

and it only worked for so long..

so I blame no one…

you nor I

I blame my tears on a past full of goodbyes

I wish you could have felt my insides…

could have swallowed up your own lack of pride

Could see the same suffering in infinite…

with each breath…

and I would take my last one with you

but your eyes grew cold

and no one could save you

for you gave up on love…

went to despair…

but I wish you were my love waiting on the end of pier

as if my reward for suffering stood over the purity of water

A king with no shiny armor…

for his heart has it own.