Why do you cease to exist
and yet are eternally present at the same time?
What is the reason that you are far away
right when I need you most?
Sometimes I wonder if the world is a farce
and if you are just a means to an end,
or if everything you are is genuine.
With you, I can face death
but without you, death faces me.
If this life refuses to accept me
then will you stay by my side
You are a
and a gravity defier,
yet you still find a way to make everything right.
In a world where you can either choose to hate or love,
somehow, you manage to choose both.
No matter what happens in the passing times, you are both
a heart mender
and a heartbreaker.
Do you willfully swear that
for better or for worse,
for richer, or for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
until the day my parting from this world comes
that you will forever remain within my reach?
An Emotional Soul