Petrichor

Fatal

You asked me that fatal question
And to say a million and one scenarios raced through my mind
Would not be an exaggeration
In that split second I was overwhelmed
Enough to bring tears to my eyes
I can't do that to him, to you, to myself.
I took a shaky breath and looked at you
I really just looked at you
Scanning every detail that is etched into my brain
The way the hair in your eyebrows sit
The way your lips are always together when your lost
The scruffiness of your hair
The stunning blue of your eyes
Those large, swallowing pupils when you look me in the eyes

My heart is yours
And yours is mine
And they always will be
Even when we currently can not be