For Him
He's asleep now enclosed in the only freedom he knows,
an unconscious sanctuary that unites one day with the next,
The fragile province of a mind that has so little shelter.
And I love him so,
I did not mean to come this far.
I've learned to love the sound of him calling my name,
Waking to the feeling of his body against mine.
He is so familiar to me, His arms are like my home.
Still... I love him enough to leave him alone.
Tonight we tried to say it aloud.
The terror of not being together anymore carried it's own justification.
I did not mean to contaminate his life,
With my own confusion.
I did not unite with him so that he must divide himself
He only meant to love me he did not mean to come this far.
I believed in Cinderella, I even looked for magic dragon's in Granny's backyard.
I grew up believing. He grew up trying not to.
And we've lived long enough to know that
As much as I had been deformed by fantasy,
He had been mutilated by reality.
We can translate our silence now, We know what it means.
Feelings that we kept sealed and beyond each other's reach are threateining,
but defined and honest.
We don't know yet what parts we'll play in one another's life,
but we have come a long way trying to find out.
We didn't want to admit it was over
