I mustn’t turn my back on true love,
But as you know;
I’ve become fearful of just how much every choice, every desire,
And every sacrifice—is for you.
I suppose, as your husband, your lover, your friend, and your companion
—You’d expect nothing less.
Sometimes I get afraid of what lies ahead,
Am I not a man if my money should wither away?
Do I get to have you for all eternity and the next?
Sweet Nothings 2020 by Brandon Jamil.