I still long for us, time

and time

although I still have you

near me,

with me,

by me.

 

It’s not enough when

 

I feel you slipping

away, grip slacking

 

so I’m going to hold your hand

tighter, keep you closer

I won't

I won’t let you leave

(stop asking, please)

 

(why do you want to leave

so badly

when I need you

love you so)

 

I feel our string straining

snapping, and

 

it won’t last much longer

but until we run out, pushed

to the edge of this cliff

 

Stay?