A plead

I don’t know…

It feels like I’m losing you; before i even had you.

I don’t mean that sexually.

My guts feel all twisted up I’m so worried that I’ve done something wrong.

I feel like have done something irrevocable.

I so want you.

In so many ways

I feel like I’m walking a tightrope with no safety net.

I’m scared that it’s all a trick and on friday you won’t be there.

I’ll be left with a dead rose in my hand and an abyss in my heart

please don’t be a trick; please don’t leave before you even arrive.

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