I slipped and you caught me.
You're holding on to me so tight.
You have both of my hands in yours.
Im hanging off the edge of a cliff and I'm trusting you to pull me up.
But you don't.
You tied rope around my wrists as I stared into your eyes but I saw nobody there in you.
My wrists are burning and I'm too scared to move for if I do I might fall into an abyss.
So I stay. I have no choice.
You left for days. You would come back to check on me. To make sure I was still alive.
As long as I'm breathing, I'm yours.
Weeks went by and I realized I'd rather die than be yours.
So I let go.
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
I slipped and you caught me.
You're holding on to me so tight.
You have both of my hands in yours.
Im hanging off the edge of a cliff and I'm trusting you to pull me up.
But you don't.
You tied rope around my wrists as I stared into your eyes but I saw nobody there in you.
My wrists are burning and I'm too scared to move for if I do I might fall into an abyss.
So I stay. I have no choice.
You left for days. You would come back to check on me. To make sure I was still alive.
As long as I'm breathing, I'm yours.
Weeks went by and I realized I'd rather die than be yours.
So I let go.
