Fragile sentiments can’t survive
transitioning
From empty inner orbit
To the heavy atmosphere
between us.
But I tried to get you to understand.
My words
turned to paper
When I tried to say,
I love you.
You promised me
You’d never feel this way,
As long as I could agree
To abstain.
I never was good at promises,
Nor moderation,
You’ve never been adept at lies,
Is it any wonder then,
That I love
Alone? |