New Piece that still needs room to grow

I always wanted to write a love poem about you
I though that way we would mean something
About how much your smile built me a home
Your caff muscles were my branches
The way you stand tall with tears in your eyes
Hidden anger in your chest waiting to reach your heart
Until I came along
This is the story I wished to see

This is the story I saw
An angel waiting for his wings
And a fallen star who sewed them onto his back
I was never right for you
Turned you smile into a sound
You were like a train passing under that house built with a window perfect enough to see the skyline
The skyline that the little girl inside would never be a part of
Should never dream of
Just privileged enough to paint pictures with her thoughts
Too scared to feel what could have been
I held my breath when I laid my head on your chest
I was just waiting to exhale
I could not hold you inside me for too long
My words had a hard time fighting with oxygen
This is the safest way to get you out of my system

I don't blame myself for loving you painfully
Don't blame myself for the panther in you that lost it's voice
I blame myself for not loving me
For not speaking up
For not embracing the moment I knew this was not going to work

The way you held my secrets did not set me free
Instead of being mines they are now yours to keep
And you are no longer here with me
And this is not over even though we are
I still see your smile/hear your laugh/and hold you spirit
And I still wonder[...]
6:45pm 7/4/2011