I thought I had loved before but, apparently I was wrong.
You were there in darkest nights and the brightest days.
We laughed, cried and loved each other together.....
I thought I had felt real love before but, apparently I hadn't till I met you.
Two days ago in one fell swoop it was ripped away.
Not by a traumatic event but, by the jealousy of another that I couldn't stop.
I failed I couldn't be there to step in when I should have.
In my failure I wallow torn apart, alive but, wishing I was dead rather than knowing this feeling any longer.
It took nearly two years but, I finally let you in to see me; all of who I am.
Broken and bleeding alive but, wishing I was dead.
I've been told it is better to have loved and lost rather than, to have never loved at all.
I was already jaded enough when we met now it'll be worse than ever before.
I was closed off from the world in a harsh reality when you came into my life.
Like a combination of the goddess' Hera and Aphrodite put into one person.
You filled my lungs with life and showed me what real love is.
Now you're gone.
All that is left is a pain that is unlike any I have ever known before.
I wish I was truly dead and gone unable to feel this pain that is set like a heavy stone crushing my heart and soul.
My love will follow you till our souls depart this beautiful place.
Follow you even after I have been long gone.
Unlike all the others it is you that I cannot forget.
Jealousy took away what we had.
In your own life he could not make you happy and yet half way around the world I could.
It seems to me he cared more about her than you.
He worried about things being ruined with her and not you.
In my mind he doesn't deserve to have your love any longer.
Anger filled my mind and body.
The unrelenting trained soldier took over in a fit of rage.
No longer thinking just carrying out a given task.
You unlike anyone else tamed the wicked terror inside me.
For that you have my unconditional love.
I'm broken, bleeding but, not yet destroyed.
On the verge of death but, still managing an occasional breath.
I thought love had touched this heart, these lips, this soul and mind before.
In every sense of the word I was wrong till you came into my life.