I concede my love for you,
without regret.
I bleed my own
worth,
because it means nothing
to me
without you.
My very best friend you
Have Always Been
and will remain,
the compass by which
I steer my course.

Hope?

What is Hope?

I harbor none,
nor choose to.

Everything I have
I would give you,
down to the last kiss
of my dying breath,
the last dime in my
lint-filled pocket.
And
So it will remain.

I admit defeat:
the white flag of
Marlboro cigarettes
and Ambien tablets,
streaked with
Caffeine Rush
Orange
My last will and
Testament.

You were never
my regret,
nor could you
Ever be.
It is not within my
grasp or fathom
to regret
A relationship of
such joy,
even when brief and
Speckled
with tears only you
Can ever make me
Cry.

I will kill my own
heart,
One Moment
at a time,
One Step
at a time.
Glance down, count
sidewalk cracks
But
DO
NOT
Feel.

I do not know if
it is you I have
Failed
or myself.

What of myself?
There is no self
not defined
by you.
Would you wish it
Otherwise?
It is not me to
give you less than
Everything.

I concede.
I do not mind being
a mirror for reflecting
the wishes of others
If it preserves the
simplest aspect
of You.

You have always deserved
More
than I have to give

Anyway.