Hearts can be splintered,
torn at the seams,
and yet, I'll let you,
I'll let you choose someone else,
I'll let you leave my heart beating
in my own hands
instead of safely in yours,
because you are worth
every drop of that pain and heartache
and then some,
you are worth the risk,
worth the stolen glances,
worth a chance to love,
and a chance to be hurt
I love you enough,
that even I disappear
within the pages of the book between us,
I love you enough
to support your love for another,
to be your shoulder to cry on
when it turns out he didn't love you
like I do
all I want is your happiness,
whether it's with me or another
so, if you'll have me, I'll be here,
if you will not,
I can go or keep a measurable distance,
so you may love another
my love is like a gentle wellspring,
and you are worth every drop