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twin flame
He is my love, my twin, the other half of my soul
yet the fates have chosen to keep us apart.
In and out of time we love, we war, we drift...
but he is always with me, lingering like a ghost whispering memories of the best times in my life.
He is so damaged..so full of self- loathing that he cannot look upon himself.
The bright, shiny mask he shows the world is a facade that crumbles beneath my gaze.
I have stared into the face of his ugly..battled every one of his demons and my resolve did not waver.
He is my love.
He is lost..searching for a part of himself he will never find because it lies here with me.
I cannot save him. he betrayed our love and distorted reality beyond my ability to decipher truth from lies..so i let go... lest he take me down into his darkness.
When he is near me, I avert my heart, I avert my eyes because I cannot bear to look upon his
lies.
He is my love, my heart, my twin...but he is lost to me in this life. I can but hope that in the next we will be stronger than the forces that oppose us and stand firm. Combined, we are formidable, but apart we flounder...he more so than I.
He must exist in the prison he has built for himself..while I continue to rise from the ashes of the fire that was once us.
