Him

it is only in

h I m

that I find myself

I told you that you were

my

tidal wave

so you cried and asked

why didn't I

tell you that you were my

moon and all the stars

but

my love

even the moon has phases

and even the stars burn out

but you love me

like a

tidal wave

your presence overwhelming

and you take pieces of me when you leave

and I am like sand

hard to hold on to

but vast and many

you capture me

so no

you are not a phase

or something that will burn out

but something that will have me

for all of time