You're the type that makes time stand still. You'll dedicate a song to her so she never forgets you or the way you looked at her. You'll materialize every time she hears it and every breeze will start to run its fingers through her hair. Do you know how colossal it is? To be so present in someone's mind that they see you walking towards them in places you have never been? Your kind of affection grows insanity in the minds of women who swore they could never be bent. You've said enough to make sure that long after you're gone, you'll still crawl under her bones. That you'll sit safely between her children's lullabies years from now and at the top of the list of miseries she will never forget.
Who gave you all this power? And yet, never made you strong enough to stay?