He chased after with slight desperation,
But getting away was my motivation.

He has always been faster,
So soon I became the latter.
A hand wrapped around a wrist,
A light hold I couldn&#39;t resist.

Imploring me to listen, they insist.
The adornment of devoted words wouldn&#39;t desist.

The words of love burned my heart so;
A small crack in resolution with each syllable bestowed.
For I knew fully well,
What his heart had to compel.
But for some difficult reason,
My mind committed treason.

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I want to, I really do

and in the midst of
clinging to both
undecided of
which hand to hold
you ended up with
no one at all.