The Hour Glass

I do not love you. Not the way you need me too.

The love I have is a selfish kind. Indulged in more for me than it is for you.

I cannot imagine my life without loving you. The thought of it brings such an instant agony it is almost unbearable.

 I do not deserve your love but I crave it more than air. You desire an all of me that is not mine to give.

There are little parts of me left here and there.

I want to gather them all up and give it all to you. I trust you more with me than I trust myself.

I don’t want to leave you, though I know that I must. This is a journey I must make alone if there is any hope of us.

 Whispers of yesterday echo in my mind.

I cannot silence the beckoning.

 It calls me by a name that I used to know.

What I need most is time. But time is so selfishly self-serving it refuses to serve any master. The sand will only fall in one direction and when it’s gone it’s done.

Set me free my love to reclaim my wings.

Leave a trail to remind me of the way home.

Is this love strong enough to light your heart… will it stay burning long enough for me to find my way out of the dark?