I probably never deserved you to start with.
Who deserves for angels
to crash-land in their arms?
Who deserves the juicy waters
of your heavenly peach?
Who has the right to touch your divine silky skin
and penetrate your temple with their mouths?
Who dares make you moan like the melody
of the harps that welcome you to heaven.

I probably did.
I mean, I treated you like the goddess you are,
didn’t I?
I loved you,
didn’t I?
I took care of you,
listened to your fears,
helped you dry your tears.
Left the lights on when it was dark,
held your hand as we faced your fears.

Mine were losing you,
Yours was getting lost in the dark.
I was your light
and I thought you’d be my compass
to always lead me back to you.
Instead I lost myself trying to find you.
I dimmed my light
while I helped you learn
how to walk in the dark.
I dimmed my light and it went off.
You had mastered walking in the dark
and like that my compass was gone.
And I had to find my own spark.