what i can do

i cannot identify the pain behind my breastbone,
can't decide if it's physiological or if it's just my heart
hurting for things i cannot control,
but i can love you.  this i can do forever---
like letting the air in through the window
and breathing.  something so simple:
an involuntary biological reaction.
i will love you until i die, and even then
i won't stop.