Reason
Written 8.8.07

you are my everything.
the reason I get up each morning,
the reason I keep breathing,
even when I sometimes don't want to.
you are the reason I'm okay with dying
because then I can see you
face-to-face.
you are the reason I'm aware of my sin
so I can understand how I've betrayed you.
you are the reason I exist
even though I don't deserve to.

just a part of you
would be more than enough,
but no
I am given all of you,
and since that's too much
for me to comprehend,
I have to share you.

I will do so gladly.