Losing you...

I don’t want your appreciation
But your love.
I don’t want your crumbles
But your whole.

Don’t you know that, that,
Which is loved the most,
Is the one thing for which
You sacrifice the most?

It’s taken me to lose it all
To really know that I had nothing at all.
I’ve learned to lose it all
So that I may gain it all.

I feel I've lost you.
Please tell me not it is too late.

(Jan. 12th, 2005)

From a collections of poems I've written over the years.