too sad to love

my lover leaves his hurt on a shelf.
its half life longer than eternity.
he's too sad to love.

his vague saddness contorts reality,
and cluttered tears flow.
he's too scared to love.

the drip from his chin
burns my forehead.
he's too strong to hurt.

his expressions of self-realization,
mumble through often and honest sobs.
my daze of our relation,
quietly tumults in heavy sighs.

my love is on an idle shelf.
it's too desperate to hide.
it's too irrational not to cry.
it's too strong to ignore.
it can't sit still.

but, he's too sad to love.
he's too scared for patience.
his lips are too sealed.
his emotion is too controlled.

and
my heart is on my sleeve ripping
one beat at a time.