Loving him is like loving

the sea.  It will swallow 

me in it's waves before I 

make any change there.

Loving him is like loving

the moon.  It's loneliness

creates typhoons in the waves far below

and I know he can't see it

but I'm trying to be what he needs as

his light shines down on me.

Loving him is a tragedy.

He fights to breathe and I fight to free

him from his demons but in the end

I know I can't defend his soul

forever.  He will drown.  

My sun will go down for good

unless he finds it in him to be free.