Are we fools?
Should we be together? Should I beg you to be here? Should I promise forever?Or should we listen to logic and reason and fear?
When I casually tell people about you and
they instantly realize how much I love
you it makes me wonder.
It makes me love you more.
And makes me want to run away.
I’m afraid of hurting…both you and me. So my mind says to run…and my heart says to never break again…while my soul says “I am yours”.
My body wants to be inside yours. But my world is a complex disaster.
I want to grab your hand and run through fields like children in the sun.
To catch fireflies together, when nightfall comes. To hold you close and wipe tears from your face as my eyes weep on their own…
Are these just dreams of the young? Has this world hardened us? Have we experienced to much pain to ever trust again?
I ask as though I am risking anything, when it’s you who has everything on the line; and I will not apologize for loving you.
But I am sorry.
I loved another first. And she has my children.
Which leaves us miles apart.