Your love is a poisonous dagger, I keep near my heart. A smile graces my face when we speak, and a frown takes its place when you curse me with silence. My desperation grows day by day. I am powerless to control myself. And yet the numbers never lie. I know I am not the only one who has space in your heart. You conjure lies to still the storm I am. You are not kind when you charm my trusting heart. You have no justice in your soul. My mind is unswayed by your words. My jealousy and rage are unending. And yet I am so desperate to connect further. An exhausting dance of approach and retreat. A battle I fight all the time. Will I be so foolish to trust you with my most precious of things: what beats inside my chest? You know who I am. A trickster who dances a line of approach and retreat. A coward who entices and yet always flees. Will we cross space and time? Will we be together?
