Chronicals of the Runaway Love.

Don't do this to me
Don't do this now
My sweet.
Please don't run from me
When I'm in your presence
Don't do it
Don't you see?

For so long my thoughts
Have been stuck on stupid
From the things you have taught
My oh so freaked out heart
Your voice, originality
Is like a soothing harp
That plays the softest melodies
The prettiest sounds
That lightly penetrate
The grounds I step on

But forever and the longest
You have been banished
And all the way it has been
The toughest.

I locked you from my heart
It's so hard
But now you come back
And now things are ajar

I can't stand it
Not one bit.
But unfortunately I do
Know the truth in this
And it feels like shit
We're merely no more
Than good acquaintances
You don't love me
So how might I love
You?
So runaway my love
Runaway.

Poem by thirteen13

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