XIV.

"You are worth so much more than this."
This seems to be my theme for the night.
"I have this thing where I talk too much or not at all."
"I have this thing where I never get anything right."
We threw words like boxers looking for the knockout.
The topics covered were God, us, and direction.
God was reduced to coping, and we were reduced to ash.
You can't stand, no you can't stand rejection.
"Well how the hell would that make you feel?"
Like a grain of salt in a sea of sand.
The question is hypothetical and you can't reply.
Like a cast aside savior with nails in hand.
I say it now like I've said it before.
You were, you are worth so much more.
I saw you go low, but you've seen me go lower.
And you have been my friend since the start.
I promise that I love you and I will not leave.
This isn't matrimony, but 'til death do us part.