Can't help but feel you

Keep me close; push me away - how do i know you love me death? Giver and taker of life, the suns warmth and winter moons chill, the swoon of a sweet gust moving me closer to the edge. The pain is knowing how close you are, but not knowing you; measuring the distance day by day. You are who decides how the winds sway. I hope the fall is as soft as the whispers you sung to me all these years . They call you cruel, but i know you do what you must. There is reason for what you do. When the day comes, I hope you will save me from myself and the pain. Keep these eyes shut as you take the last breath - blowing a kiss in the wind, hoping it will reach you.