I love you
But if you died, I would not kill myself
I can live without you
It would hurt, and I would cry, but I wouldn't kill myself
It would be an insult to you
To end my life because I didn't want yours to end?
There is no logic there
It's redundant
Why would I throw away everything
Because I lost a part of it?
It was a big part
But still only a part
Why would I give up everything I have, could have, and will have
Just because grief has settled into my heart
It would be an insult
To destroy what you loved so much
Can you honestly say that you would expect me to kill myself?
That you would want that?
I think you would beg me to stay
To continue living
If you loved me, if anyone loved me
Than it would only make sense to keep living

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