I don’t want to ask you,
But I would love for you to tell me.
You won’t breathe a word of it,
Unless I ask and you know I can’t.
So a great barrier of desire opens between us.
It ebbs and flows like a vast ocean,
Bubbling to the surface one moment,
And retreating to the deep the next
Tell me you still love me..
Ask me if I love you.
Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 8:52 AM UTC
I don’t want to ask you,
But I would love for you to tell me.
You won’t breathe a word of it,
Unless I ask and you know I can’t.
So a great barrier of desire opens between us.
It ebbs and flows like a vast ocean,
Bubbling to the surface one moment,
And retreating to the deep the next
Tell me you still love me..
Ask me if I love you.
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