Who are you?....

I love him with evertthing ive got

But i realised today theres dirt above my love

Theres flowers stil waiting to bloom

I realised im his tree with branches and branches for his existence

For him to breathe by

For him to live for

For me to be free with him

And yet those deep roots

Suffocate kindly

Those crash waves are not delicate

I breathe in and ask myself

Simply

Honestly

Who are you?...