Will you tell me that you love me?
And if you don't, please pretend
for the next couple hours
until we reach the end.
Because who would want to be alone
when the skies darken
and the world seizes
as we're taken away?
The lightning cracks punishment
and the birds quiet
none deserving of sweet songs
as we wait.
Jun 18, 2012
Jun 18, 2012 at 11:06 PM UTC
Will you tell me that you love me?
And if you don't, please pretend
for the next couple hours
until we reach the end.
Because who would want to be alone
when the skies darken
and the world seizes
as we're taken away?
The lightning cracks punishment
and the birds quiet
none deserving of sweet songs
as we wait.