I stare as my weak knees wilt
   longing trying to touch the embrace that has left me
   and I had you
   and your kindness was there
   now pieces of you hate me
   I am not a portrait on your heart no more
   but I still kiss the feelings that emerge from my pulse
   and memories seep from my eyes
   knowing that love has gone further
   than my soft hand can reach
   the utmost apology is what I can lay on your face but
   will you still swallow me whole?
   nothing can compare
   and you continue to dance in me
   and I continue to bleed
   but nothing can compare
   I have killed the one thing that exceeds my existence