"Tears and a fate"
All that he said
is left to live inside me,
to rot with my aching core.
Though you scream and shout,
my chains won't let me out.
My heartstrings will tighten,
my fears will all heighten.
I hold on tight—though it hurts to let go,
it pains me just as much
to let it stay so.
I yearn and I strive
not to conjure up lies;
but as you scream and you shout,
my mind fills with doubt—
Yet for you I am sure not to let go.
Some tears and a fate—
will they rot through my hate?
I simply cannot let you go.
I still don't know if this was about platonic love or romantic but I think I was writing platonic love
