Stay

I want to be able to love again:

To rush blindly into the arms of another,

to look at the future and not see an end,

and to find someone who makes me stronger.

Yet every day, I wake alone,

and push away ones who try to come near.

A side of me I’ve never shown

is hidden by my deepest fear.

You tell me that you’ll stay,

but I know you’ll leave.

So, for the moment, we’ll just lay

and I’ll try to believe

that you’ll still be there when morning dawns,

limbs tangled with the silky sheets.

In my heart, you’re already gone.

I’ve already accepted defeat.