You are my hope,
the flicker,
I run toward.

Even in distraction.

You are there.

I'd be lost without,
that distant beacon,
keep my path true.

Your emotion, gives me reason.

I do not fear you,
only the loss of you,
could send me reeling.

I want little more than,
your time,
your touch.

I'd even take, your wrath.

In truth,
we trapped each other,
first me, now you.

From first,
we met.

I baited,
begged,
and bargained.

You looked,
listened,
and logict.

Yet somehow.

We found reason,
to need,
each other.

I was no,
new blossom,
nor prince.

you were no,
young cub,
nor knight.

We were two parts.

Trying to be whole.

I grow ever older,
and more worn,
maybe I am just a fool.

I'm sorry this does try you.

I wasn't trying to be,
your guide,
nor your compass.

Can't you see.

You are mine.

The crown,
was always yours,
even when I'm too tired.

To lift my head.

I still want to.

Though I know,
I've pained you,
I never meant to strain you.

Not to pieces,
nor to rags,
laying out alone.

Tell me when,
to talk,
when I seem distracted.

For I've gone nowhere.

I am here,
looking for your glint,
to know that I'm not yet lost.