May II
I don’t have it in me to be cruel
Not anymore
Not anymore
I fear that even my whispers will blow you down
I will bear witness but I will not touch
And cannot be
I do not blame the world for being glass vases on rickety pedestals
But I do blame myself for walking through it
I’m sorry
For what I’ve done
For what I haven’t done
For what I will
And what I can’t
If I let go of you
Will you set me free
If I let you live
May I stop dying
Just for a moment
Just for a second
May I be in love with you
just for a second
Forever and never again
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