I promise to stay.
I always do.
My heart teetering at my sleeves,
It almost leaps into your arms.
But you won’t make promises you can’t keep.
Your arms folded,
Brows furrowed at me as you loom over.
It’s an impossibility really.
Your eyes never quite meeting mine,
Your heart packed and ready to flee
Like i’ve sieged you within my gaze.
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