My voice splints,
in trying to hint.
I think of how to carry, or pull a relationship receding or digressing.
Should I leave it how it is, and simply be patient in our friendship.
I worry what could fade-away,
Will you escape away?
These poems for me, make a way, to except a major day —
When I find myself alone, in a dark home, and my heart is ate away…
I want you to stay.
I want you to pave a way,
For my heart and growth to be shaped away.
But the pure break away, is something I don’t ever want to face.
But to create a way, for us to make a way,
I say, shall we communicate instead of me ruminating, and feeling loneliness incurring in an excruciating way.
I should say,
That I desire what is powered by you.
I could say,
In no other way,
That I wish to love you.