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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