– Critical Reflections –
As our moments have passed,
it is the deepest corners of your world
that I have come to occupy.
I have been your unwavering companion,
yet I fear to become that which you most despise;
Wretched,
unfeeling,
unfit to keep the blessings of love
which I have been given.
I fear how dark I may appear
in that more critical reflection.
I fear how hard I may become
when the softer lens of your perceptions
has finally turned away.