HER

There is... 

An ember in her heart

That has all but died.

A reflection in the mirror

That is fading through time.

A shadow behind her  

That has held on for long.

There is...

A teardrop in her eye

That refuses to wash away.

A smile on her lips

That is afraid of the light.

A tear in her soul

That will heal no more.

There is...

Life in her body

That exists through time.

Breath in her lungs

That longs to leave.

Blood in her veins

That wants to cease.

Then...there is...

Me...

In all that is her...

And in her...