Your love was like falling down.
I fell hard, never once made a sound.
Your heart was like an endless maze.
The beginning of the never ending phase.
Loving you was like a light.
One I grew closer to by day, by night.
Your pain was like my bruised knees.
Something that I couldn't ease.
Your anger became a raging fire.
One that I tried hard to tire.
Your pride was a bitter cold.
One that aged me; made me old.
Your remorse seemed a rarity.
Turned me into a parody.
Your distance was an endless winter.
A darkness, an emptiness, and endless splinter.
Your sorrow was the end of a day.
Black, and white, and in the way.
Your confusion grew to a thousand pins.
Needle in a haystack, the needle never wins.
Your addiction was an endless fight.
Bloody massacre, ruined my life.
Your weakness was like a newborn child.
Uncontrollable, sweet, and wild.
Your fear was like an endless sea.
We tried to swim with endless plea.
Your surrender was a diving fall.
A rope to prove the point of it all.
Your death is just the end of me.
Complete, obsolete, and too dark to see.
But your love.. is like the gift that keeps giving.
I remember it's truth, and gain reason for living.