am i to fix myself to this time alone?
like ivy so old that it holds together stone
my darling, i'd wait,
but i just can't stay here
so i'll lose you today and a little more every year


do i keep on until i have had my fill?
or rot in the dirt like some long dead daffodil?
my darling, you live
for the hope of a spark
but you cannot know the light if you've never felt the dark


dismissive of praise, yet denied any blame
destined to live neither proud nor ashamed
have you forgotten the promise you made?
the words are all there but they've started to fade