The light escaped barely through the cold morning.
I found you broken—and I was too,
You healed me more than I could heal you,
I wiped the tear rolling down your cheek,
Your last word escaped the brim of your lips
So weak, so fragile;
And our love grew boundless.

A perfect marriage.
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Kiss cheek to cheek when our love is burning.
Speak face to face when we are talking
Fight back to back against all our demons
***** pole to pole in step we are walking
Work shoulder to shoulder millstones turning  
Plan head to head , thinking of the future
See eye to eye albeit never ever blinking
Trade hand in hand always entwined together
Standing toe to toe and share life’s pressures
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Written by Philip
December 5th 2018.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

But yet you hurt me with words and actions.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

You use me for yourself and treat me like an object.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

Your jokes, though you think they are nothing, dig deeper every time.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

Your hands don’t feel like love anymore.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

Your eyes aren’t filled with happiness anymore.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

When do I draw the line?

“I love you, unconditionally.”

How long do I let my unconditional love hurt, deceive, and break me?

“Do you love me...unconditionally?”

And to my new love?

“I love you, conditionally.”

Loving you has nothing to do with me.

My heart as my captain,
my duty is to worship, support and simply witness,
You.

Clear in what I feel,
I can love you through miles of airwaves
or between bedsheets.
In silence or sound,
sensually or platonically.

If you wish, oh please do
tell me how you love to be loved,
and I’ll try to do that too.

But loving you has nothing to do with what
you do for me, who you do,
or how you treat me.
How you'll navigate your love for me
is a choice and circumstance of capacity,
that weighs on you.

Our acceptance or denial in receiving love showered,
or lack of,
is directly tied to how fiercely
we love ourselves
and stand by our creed.

So, loving you has nothing to do with me.
The decision how deeply we drink, however,
rests within the depths of our relationship to self and situational needs.
The love offered never ceases to be.