my love, please
don’t make me do this
wrapped around me like thorns in twine, you
cling to me, my hands scraped and fleeing.
my love, please don’t do this to me
your love was barely enough, it was so close
to enough that we almost worked and you almost stayed
now the nights seem useless and my days are
meandering into each other and I feel so alone, you always
promised to never leave me. and
now, my love, here we are and
we are trying to escape each other but the cruel bonds
we created feel like nooses tightening and we just can’t break free
so now, my love, we are destroying each other and
i just want you to know, my love, that
i still love you and will always love you, but
please my love, don’t make me do this, don’t
make me be the one to break the connection, to
say the words just harsh enough so you can never look at me
with your eyes sweet and soft and so damn loving…
because my love, I don’t know if I could handle if your eyes –
those perfect breathless blue eyes turn cold and bitter and distant.
but what choice do we have now, my love??
what choice do I have now?
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