save me...save me....

he needed me
mentally
physically
by his side
immediately
but it couldn't be
you see
I'm not free
emotionally
I'm practically
a brand new gee
after months gone
silence we fell upon
no contact
'cept sporadically
thoughts of
a new kind of being
actually
what about friends?
new dialogue
new understanding
accept reality
his reasons for not
poetically
hearts falling
not even
accidently
even a postcard
needed
love in his world
failing
violently
undead
wanting ressurecting
while I, living my life
separately
contemplated his need
...and mine
amazed
at my loyalty
if reverse
my world failing?
to my heart's
content
he'd be there
that's loyalty