Do you think you still love me?

Because l don't think it's good for you and I want to be good to you so maybe it's good for you to let me go...

My love isn't possessive and tied to a GPS or image.

It's like a tree or the rain, just knowing your nourished and content is enough for me...
But still it would be nice to feel your weight on my branches just knowing you were sheltered and safe, what else could I ask of you?

My love has no name because it was a pact made before the word that's used too easily existed in this world.

I stood looking back at familiar walls I didn't belong to struck by it's brutal beauty, sad that nothing in it's graceful facade left me feeling that I was ever home.

A road to an absolution covered in ash I stared a journey to my end, only to be defeated by you.

Just you, but you were always more .

You forced me to breath, meeting you forced me to the surface of a selfmade ocean.

You , no matter where in this world you always sing to me a song that reminds me of where home is.

You are home, the only one I belong too

© CM