She walked
towards me,
She looked
worried like she’s being chased by bees,
She hugs me
tight like its’ been a century since,
Maybe she heard
I’ve joined the army and am soon leaving,
That would be a
bad lie,
With calm breath
I could feel her sigh,
Not letting go,
She whispers in
my ear.
“I’m sorry,
I don’t want to
make you worry,”
Immediately I
knew she wants to call it off,
I could only see
her lips move,
I dint want to
listen to the whole ‘fucked up’ explanation,
I was here not
long time ago with my ex,
Now she wants to
be a part of the statistic,
After her am
never going back,
Now I think
relationships suck.
A crowd gather,
My mind is far
away further,
I already see
people whispering with smiles,
I hoped for the
angels to drop and fly me to far away miles,
Where I’d rest
my now overworking pancreatic bile’s,
Where a man can
cry without being worried of who is looking.
Back to reality,
Her lips now
moves slow,
I now listen to
her every word,
She says I’m her
world,
I make it go
round,
In my thoughts her
heart beats you could hear the sound,
With that and
more,
She comes close,
Kisses me light,
Asks if I could
marry her,
Its’ been too
long and she is tired to wait for me to ask,
With a realization
that if you take long she will propose,
If you love her
you won’t oppose.
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