Never ending death

he holds my hand and I can feel my heart stop. When I see his smile, I find myself smiling too. He has done everything for me yet I have kept his life on a string. It kills me that he might leave. I kills me to know that I only have a few short years left with my sweet. It kills me to see him without me holding his hand. Everything about him murders me yet that is why I love him so. I love him for the reality he gives my life and for the uncertanty he gives me. He is everything in my life and the knife that cuts it apart.