I pull away
as you bring your lips close to mine,
‘Why can’t you just love me?’ , you ask.
With the tips of my fingers
i trace your cheekbones,
your skin feels so tender.
I can smell your collar,
it is reeking of cigarettes;
I exhale heavily, i’m not sure i can make you understand.
I am running backwards,
I do not know how to say goodbye,
i have never known,
all i know is how to unclench,
to run backwards,
to not run into you;
I have seen you blooming
all through the summer
and it is this summer
inside of you
that i am so deeply in love with,
this very summer
that i cannot steal from you.
So forgive me,
because i cannot let you fall into me;
i read somewhere about a lower form of love,
the kind that does not satisfy,
only consumes
and it is all that i've got now.
So let me pull away,
for you deserve
more love than grief.
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