My love was not enough to save you.
I realize this on the late night call of gratitude.
You still look to me when the other woman will not answer.
This is my life.
I loved you sincerely.
I loved you permanently.
You were not conditional.
I know that feeling well.
I know being dead and broken.
I never tried to change you.
I did not give up even when you left me.
So now I watch in silence.
We will all have to live with our own sins.
I wonder if you hated me that much, as much as your own self.
I try to run from you and still you follow.
I try to forget but you come for late night visits.
My mom said to grab a beer.
I toast for my journey,
although I know your pain,
I have given that piece already.
I never will again.