In Death
I am sorry I fell so hard,
only to hit the pavement at your feet
and have you pick me back up out of convenience.
I am sorry I would have dropped everything,
come running, at your word,
only to have you fall silent.
Oh how much I love you,
your very being, every breath you take.
Only in death would you love me...
only in death would I forget to love you.
Copyright © Kayla Marie | Year Posted 2015
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