I'd love you till my dying day

I'd try to to weave all the threads together

And sit by the fire

In case you don't like it

I'd probably weave some of me within

'Cause that's what I do

A part of me goes away with each person I love

But I'd wait

Wait till nothing is left

But I know

Know that I'd still have all of them

I'd have more of me then

For their breaths,their words

The warmth of their skin

The look in their eyes

They'll stay

Deep,deep in my heart's cave

Every moment I take something in

For I observe

And I absorb

I'm like a sponge

With too many holes

But I still work