What ?
What Now ?
You still knocking at my door ?
Didn’t I tell you I’m not at home?
Dint you get the memo?
Didn’t you hear me shout out?
And yet, you lurk around like love lost puppy
Trying to find me!
When I have lost myself
How will you?
Now be a good dear
and go…
Take shelter from this rain,
A shelter that will keep you dry
And save you from the storm
Which is me.
Unless ,of course, if you love storms…
Then please stay…
Just knowing that you are around
keeps me warm
and possibly alive
and gives me hope
that I can live
again
once more.
so then ...
please don't go...
ever.
Never ever
and not even if I tell you to.
❤️
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