And because the rainy nights have summoned again and I'm more vulnerable than ever, slowly on the tip of my toes, I come back to you. You tell me lies I want to believe. You ask for love I might willingly give. You offer no promise but I am filled with secret hopes. You give me no guarantee but I am ecstatic about the future. I am weak and scarred. I am in pain, and I am longing. Today, I don't trust myself. I'm not where I want to be. I am not safe when I want you.
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