I have been running from my words
afraid of the truth they’ll bring to life
and spill accross the page
I have been avoiding the inevitable tears
that will certainly come
when my heart accepts the fact
that the love never went
anywhere
it’s still as alive and vibrant as ever
dancing in the kitchen
and carrying over into the bedroom
But I don’t want to be offered love
if I have to say no to it-
I don’t want to accept that
he will always be a part of me
if I have to move on
without
him.
A.P. Bastian 