My love, time is not only still with you but it's tangible. Pour into me the you the world doesn't see. The man the world doesn't comprehend. I tied your soul to my ankle so I'd always be reminded of what it feels like to step into a dream. My love I allowed you to take my heart into your hands so you'd finally know what love feels like. I have waited 1,826 days for you. I was prepared to give you that much time to grow and find your own peace of mind but I can't free you from the image the world has given you. I denied the perceived notation of you. Allow your tears to clean you of you and me too. How dare I hurt you? How dare I dismantle the man I built up for the world to acknowledge? How dare I allow you to be consumed by the grief? Allow trust to fall at your feet so you'll know what it feels like to walk by faith and allow silence to give you peace. With you I ran away inside of love. Happiness became a drug weaponized by those that couldn't understand that pain doesn't always equals past and love doesn't always mean we'll last. And perception is a motherfucker to those who choose to see through their ass. A man is what I saw and a man is everything you will be with me shed that baby boy image you are truly a God given. For weeks I've said be still and find the answers from God I don't know what scared me most you falling victim to the words of man or my reaction to the image of a different man. I love you more than I love poetry although I speak it fluently, I love you like I love trees I hear your voice with every rustle of leaves. Leaving you isn't something I could so easily do. I hope this love doesn't leave a void as big as you. I love you. I love you. I love you.
