I see you are making me disappear,
so that you can live without fear.
If killing me means you can live,
then do away with me quickly, dear.
But in this other dimension, far away,
Where your peace of mind does not reside,
Love and care is here to stay,
My devotion refusing to run and hide.
I am simply sitting here waiting,
Until you find your peace,
My feelings in a treasure box,
That my God is privy to.
And they will come out
free to roam my soul
and fill it with joy,
In moments that it is okay to.
If I am permanently forgotten,
and that is your choice,
Then I will deal with this treasured box
And give it its own voice.
Perhaps I will create a great bonfire,
under a dark night
and let the embers crawl up
to the sky like stars,
Taking the electricity of what
is us with them.
Our current
and live wires.
Letting the fire burn
All your smiles,
and the warm hugs,
and gentle expressions,
Until it becomes part
of the outside world
and I've shared it
like love confessions.
So that it is not
just kept within me any longer.
Not just warming me on cold nights,
But brightening up the whole earth
in shades of yellow and light blue;
Your very own northern lights.
But for now,
I keep it safe.
No matter the forgetting you may need to do.
This aurora borealis
lights up across a heart,
That is still grateful there was a person like you.
-aq
