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I don't know why you want me...

I only have half a heart since you stole the rest.

I can't imagine where we're going...

Rudderless vessels, castaways, bereft.

Nothing helps me think my way through

This maelstrom we've both created from desire.

Everywhere I go I look for you,

Seeking solace and reprieve from your blessed blazing fire.

I could not give description of your face nor frame nor clothes,

But I could tell much more of you than anyone who knows you knows.

I've seen the strength that's fared the storms

When life has left its harshest marks.

I'm witness to the gentleness that skims my soul

When I whisper your name into the dark.

I've read the diary of your mind

As it scrawled its pen through miles into my home.

And I've determined you're sublime

To ease my sorrow and lift the grief of being alone.

I may not know what breakfast you had or where you'll sup tonight,

But I know your thoughts, your precious voice,

And what learning you, loving you feels like.