I remember.
waking up next to you.
and thinking.
this is where I am supposed to be.
forever and ever.
amen.

but.
it is not to be.
for I am too broken.
and barely alive.
and you are the same.
boundaries thin.
boundaries thick.
it does not match.

alone is better.
influence too much of a strain.
on a soul already burdened.
by consequences.

the world and the words.
do not stop turning.
but joy cannot be given.
it must be won.