I hate that I asked you to make a promise you couldn’t keep, and you made it, too in love and naïve to see that it was never something that could hold together, I hate that I asked you to do this. This is why I’d never be so close to someone, why I’d never been so close to anyone, this… is why everything falls to pieces and broken promises. And I don’t want it to be like that with you, because I want it to be okay with you, I want to fall in love and out of fear, with you.
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PoetryCompletely uncensored thoughts and observations, about most anything. Non Fiction #87 // Poetry #193 © Papyruspoet 2014.
