And when it all ends,
And you are left in an absent mind
Your body failing you,
Your memories fading
I will be there.
You will remember me.
You will remember my face,
A visible heartache.
The one you wish you could have loved
When you finally knew what love was.
YOU ARE READING
If You Can't Save Yourself
Poetrypoetry that has slipped between the noose and my neck; poetry from me, poetry to you.
