I love her.
No not ******* worldly,
But softly, purely , celestially.
Obsessively?
Not necessarily, just completely,
selfishly and I'm sorry.
I love her unconditionally, some say unconventionally.
But they don't understand me.
Yes...I love her.
Most spiritually, asexually, platonically and wholly.
I love her, truly, honestly, musically and poetically...
She doesn't have to love me.

Ouch
You step on my china doll figure
Crushing my glass under your shoe. You start stomping, making dust of me.

Then you think you can pick me up, but most of my broken pieces fall through your fingers when you do. I come with you, but leave most of myself behind.