there isn't much time left,
so hold me while you can
I'll tell you the stories
of all the others and why they ran
I want you to be mine
but I know it's not part of your plan
I look to you as you're god
as you look to me like a fan
cut me up and let my blood run,
do it like a real man
let's go somewhere far,
at least while we can
I want to keep you close,
before it all hits the fan
don't go after that other girl,
with the pretty dark tan
please just hold me a little longer,
as long as you can
YOU ARE READING
poems :-)
Poetryliterally just a copy of my journal I hope whoever reads this will enjoy it and maybe someone can relate, thanks <3
