the begging and the pleading

wrapped up in professions of love

disguising these pleas

as just I love yous

for a man bound to nothing

days spent holding on

begging fear and sadness

not to take you

as you tried to fade away

yes, you’d fall right through

the cracks in the floor

of the house we’d never build

and run away from

the life we’d never make

no meaning before me

no purpose after

spilling and filling the in between

with desire and promises

hoping to tempt you

to convince you to stay

I wish I knew why

my love was not enough

to hold onto

what is pulling away

what desires the ending

and what vows to leave

not just me but everything

 

LL~

#thebloodandthebones

I once met a man bound to nothing

a little in, mostly out

he never planned to stay

but I held on so tightly

with begging and pleading

wrapping it up

in professions of love

disguising these pleas

as just reminders and I love yous

nights spent arguing

with fear and sadness

not to take you

as you tried to fade away

if I didn’t hold on

you’d fall right through

the cracks in the floor

of the house we’d never build

and run away from

the life we’d never make

no meaning before me

no purpose after

and even still

spilling and filling

the in between

with desire and promises

hoping to tempt you

to convince you to stay

I wish I knew why

my love was not enough

to save a man

that desires the ending

and that vows to leave

not just me

but everything

 

LL~

#thebloodandthebones

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