You can't go.

I can't let you go.

I don't want you to let go.

I don't want to lose you.

Your hand on my face,
The fingers that wipe away my tears,
The reason for those tears,

I don't want to lose you.

What would I have left?

Emptiness,
Looks that only you see,
Conversation that no one but you enjoyed,
Old eyes,
Wisdom for the world as no one sees it,
Broken bones,
Dark nights without stars,
And blinding days without an angel to stand in my light and be radiant.
An empty house,
An empty soul.

I will understand.

I will let you go.

I have no right to tie you to a world of pain.

But then again,
What right do you have,
To ask me not to follow.

Nothingness,
Heaven,
Or hell.

Any are better than a world without you,
A world where no one gets to feel those fingers wiping away their tears,
Your breath on their neck,
Your understanding eyes to look to.

I will follow you,
If only to be in your shadows.

I'm sorry my love.
Forgive me.