Always

Can you not count the ways she is better?
Skin pale as the moon, eyes bright like the stars
Body feeble wrapped up in that sweater
Scraped knees and elbows are her only scars
Is that why your presence started to drift?
Did her face ultimately pull you in?
Never did I think she’d cause a rift.
But now she is all the crawls in my skin
With my eyes bloodshot and as my gut twists
You were absent and I was all alone.
Oh, but she needs you or so she insists.
These are mistakes for which you can’t atone.
Always is always and always is worth-
Less. Don’t you dare say you love me henceforth.