Don’t break my heart when you leave

Be gentle the day you stop loving me

I wish it didn’t have to be this way

I hoped you would stay, endlessly

Depart if you must but Pray be gentle

Great many burn scars on my feeble frame

Healing under your affectionate touch

My teriffied heart’s getting ambitious again

May be we will last forever, May be my fear

Is just panic induced by uncertainty

But if it’s not, if it’s the truth I don’t want to see

And if we don’t last, if we run out of fire

And it’s time for you to burn the bridges

Don’t burn me too deep, with them

My darling, go if you must

But Pray go easy on me

Pray be gentle, honey.


Daily prompt  – Panic

Artist Unknown
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