I sit across for a woman I know deeply.
A woman I have spent many nights with.
Someone I have be wake with in the dark of 3 AM moaning.
Tangled in the sheets of our bed.

I have met her in high school, my freshmen year,
and over the course of our time knowing each other,
I met all of her family and all of her friends.
We have spent a lot of time together and I know each of them by name.

And well many of them have all come and gone,
I am still here with her.
She still looks beautiful,
but a tragic beautiful with her dark hair,
tearful blue eyes,
and the pain she has and carries.
I think that is why I stay.

I have known her for so long,
and been with her for so long,
that I don’t know where she ends,
and I start.
This is why Apollo’s kiss has caused me so much distress.

I am starting to see her for who she is,
and that I am more than my tragic lover,
Loneliness.

I deserve the sun, the warmth, and peace,
Not the cold, dark, comfort of being by myself.
My lover, my loneliness has taught me a lot,
And well I have grown a lot with her,
I can’t keep being with her.
I can’t be intimate with my loneliness anymore.