For the love of thorns

Why did you say
We would always be friends?
Part of me still believes
All of me desperately desires.

Love has lied down
Its drowsy tears weighing down
My feathered pillows
Making winged dreams ruined for flight.

When all my insides
Reach for the mere wish of you
And touch your lacking presence
Hope betrays and even thrives!

I used to panic at the thought of your loss
I realize and panic all the same
As if one can lose
What is already lost.