ive never been so afraid to talk to you.
my words hang onto my lips
the way i hang onto you when i tell you to
leave but really i mean please
dont leave me.
i see the way you wait
for me to say something, anything really.
it'll be quiet,
the clock somewhere in the distance
will tick,
and i still wont speak because
i erase everything with a swipe of
my tongue across my bottom lip.
we know things are getting bad,
we see the red flags
but i'll cover your eyes if you'll
cover mine?
and lets just swallow our surrenders,
tuck our white flags into our back
pockets and continue to think
that our love can conquer everything.
even if that everything is our destructive
love.
