a tired soul on my lap

as the night wore on
your heavy eyes gave way.
and the cold breeze,
carried your weary heart.

with your scentless hair,
intertwined with my fingers,
i watched you breathe,
watched your heart beat. For her.

you can always come and rest on me. because i have learned to love you, to hate you, to love you, to love you, to hate you, to love you, to hate you.
to love you, to love you, to love you.
you will always be, you. and I, me.
we will always be us.