it all feels like
i belong by your side
like you are
a part of my soul
chipped away
and turned into
my other living half.

fascinating it is,
the unusual way
you let
your sunflowers
stay pinned
onto my corners
but leave them
to wither when you
look at and fancy
them no more.

when nothing
but sorrow pesters
the stillness
of my mind
you come and
help me breathe
for a little while
and that is when
i begin to forget
that gloom
ever stayed
inside me in the
first place.

and the way
you tell me to
believe
in myself
contradicts the
way you treat me.

you whisper
that i should
f l o u r i s h
but then rob me
of sunlight and
empty all of the
streams and
r i v e r s.

urging me
to feel the wind
and the pale
sounds of the sky
but then fill my
mind with
s c r e a m s
until nothing
else can be felt
or heard.

but what can i do
if my entirety
from petals
to leaves and tears
are always drawn
into your presence.

thus you allow me
to survive but then
let me fall along
with the
rain.