I don't know.
Increasingly
You look next door,
It's like behind my arm.
was expensive,
Which you've already chosen.
You say:
‘Nothing happens’,
And yet everything happens.
Your silence,
shorter touch,
longer evenings
No words.
You don't gotta say,
I thought you wanted to leave.
I know.
You're inactive sitting here,
You contact me sometimes,
But you don't keep your hands anymore.
Like you're practicing.
absence.
And I'm not gonna ask you,
I want you to stay.
Love,
you gotta hold the hand,
Stop being love,
becomes hopeless
So if truly
You want to leave,
Go away.
Just don't leave me.
mid-bye,
with your “maybe”.
Last time
Look me in the eye
And say,
It's over.
