This Time, I Am Not Letting Her Go

'do you want me?' she'll say and the answer will already be on the tip of my tongue, ready to shoot itself out and make itself known 'always' i'll say and it hardly counts as an answer it doesn't count, not when it's hushed not when it's a whisper that seems like it shouldn't have been said but the thing is - it was it was meant in every sense of the word it was meant to be heard and it was meant to make her heart beat faster, and hell, it was meant to have her pull me closer close enough to hear her heartbeat loud and insistent 'always?' she'll ask again, and i know her voice is shaky because so many people have said the same thing and left 'always' i'll repeat because this time, she'll believe it