If Your Lover Ever Takes Her Love Away

There’s enough for us here.

You don’t need to go. You can stay. I have been waiting for you for the longest time. I know that there is rot and decay. I know that there is hate and pain — but you don’t have to be afraid.

My hands were always more prone to shaking than balling into fists. To cupping faces, to flipping pages, to tracing the sharps of your shoulder blades. I would never hurt you. I wouldn’t know how — though I cannot promise you my touch won’t stain.

I have bled past the lines before. I have been told no. I have been made to depart, untangle, let go. But you, I think you could stay. I hope you will stay.

There’s enough for us here.

For always.

Forever.

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