19 Feb. 2005. e-mail poem.

You need time to breathe,
but you are my breath.
I respect your decision,
through my hearts devisions.
You didn't want to lose me,
So nary will I be free.
I will be waiting,
I only hope you're not baiting.
I forgave you, oh so long ago,
but my tears still linger so.
I think you are more than you feel,
because my heart flutters upon a reel.
I have a hole in my heart which only you can fill,
when you are ready,
it's open to you still.

~Shadow~