what if detangling ourselves is the best way to love each other detaching from the possibilities of broken promises and never-ending fears; the great trepidation of losing you to the uncertainties of life or surrendering everything over our most mindless strife
what if holding on to you is the worst way to show you i love you leeching off to your very being, draining all of its brightest hues but love, detangling ourselves leave us nothing but regret and holding on to you may be the best thing i'll ever get