i have traced your face a million times
to wake and know it is mine
i have tasted what i can not find
too bitter to be kind
what once was had no longer a concern
for what had i here, i have to burn
your salt so deep in my wound
will not heal, and it'd be too soon
i have loved right through
to the most barren parts of you
i have given what is deepest, most true
and for this, i can never forgive you.