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