Poem: Measure

Falling for you am I to blame?
Lying beside you do I feel the pain?
Perchance there’s no happy ending,
Then should I give us up?

Falling for you is this the right move?
If you’re not willing to take this,
how can we measure the depth of ours?
Thinking of us I am burning myself.

That moment when I’ve given up my life,
Only I want you to be safe with me,
It doesn’t matter if we were to start anew.
For as long as I have a path with you.

The future is hard to predict,
The road may seem less travelled; forward,
I will not let you fight the oughts alone,
I promise to stay if you trust me.

Shall we go to a place where nobody knows us?
Not by chance; destined to be with you,
I was born for you – your Eve; your rib,
In another life, I still want to be us.

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