A love that keeps losing

he says he loves me

but the drugs

hold him longer

than my arms ever could

I watch him fall

over and over

into a silence

I can’t pull him from

and still

I whisper

come back to me

even when

he never does

because loving an addict

is like loving a ghost—

he’s here

but never really

mine

and the worst part?

I’d give all my light

just to warm

his darkness

for one more

day