if you think you can

if you think you can be something that I am not....if you think you can offer something I dont.  let me tell you his story that I wrote.   Im here and im not going anywhere.  I listen.   I know him.  the past, the present and the lack of future and I stay. i stay because no amount of security could match the loss and guilt in his heart if I left.   i know why he cries.  he cries because I know every part of him.  I know the parts that no one else knows.  I know the asshole.  the bastard.  the snob.  the ego maniac.  the filthy proprietor of empty words scrambled down onto black keys in the late night to soothe and satisfy his urge to prove that he can still swoon and settle a score in a nameless, faceless and meaningless depths of a woman.   He is the most insecure being on the planet that walks with a lie.  that lie personifies a cool, trendy, romantic confidence.  He is a scared young boy in an old body begging to just cave in and surrender.  He hands me his fears, his tears, his broken soul hoping I dont drop it to the floor when i see shinier objects in my path, but to cradle it and heal it until it shines again.  He begs for me to see him.  Pleads for me to surrender.  Slices his heart open for me to understand his existence.  And all the while, as he cries and begs and pleads, he knows deep in his soul that I am her.  I am the other half of the free spirited warrior.  I am the one that will never leave.  i will never abandon him.  Though I am resistant to the ego, my soul serves only him.  He knows this in his depths.  He knows i worship his very breath.  We ebb and flow into our own death and rebirth every night.  It is a dance that only him and I can do.  It is our dance.  we are a spiral flame.  electricity.  lightning striking the cool ocean and dancing on the surface.  beautiful and dangerous.  We were cast into each others mold and forged with each others passion of humanity lifetimes ago.  We will die for it, hence we will die for each other.  time and time again.  so if you think you can love him more than I do.....