I sit in a corner. My eyes are fixed. He comes and goes. Playing havoc with my senses.
Love in his eyes. Songs in his heart. He looks at me and says, “I’ve decided”
Disbelieving, I gawk. He smiles and says, “What? You’re mine to keep. To hold forever”
I tell him he’s mad. I’ll be a pain. He says, “I know. I’m prepared”
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A knock on the door; he walks away. I look towards him, trying to turn him my way.
My gestures are futile. He doesn’t see what he has unleashed. In seconds, my world is upside down.
Are we going too fast? Am I clinging to my past?
He asks me to decide. My decision already made.
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He holds me in his arms, and I long to weep my fears away.
I know he’ll keep me safe, protected, and cherished.
I sit in a corner. My eyes are fixed.
He comes and goes, playing havoc with my senses.
