Oh so softly
I am sorry for drawing
You closer to me,
For not letting you fly,
Allowing you to be free.
I beg that you feel,
No obligation,
No regrets, no resentment,
No consternation.
If it is your will,
To turn around and leave,
I will not stay your hand,
But give you room to breathe.
I do not wish to stifle,
Or to hold you back,
Only to see you smile,
Not to see you with a lack
Of contentment,
Caused by my own err.
I hope you learn to
Love and not to fear.
Please if you do,
Desire another hand,
Grow weary of this dance,
No longer wish to stand,
At the side of an unequal,
Not your stature or deserve,
Do not leave me wondering,
How to earn your love.
If you cannot bear to face,
What I am today,
Do not live to hate and begrudge
The wonders of yesterday.
I do not lay the blame, do not wish to fight,
Only pray for solace and an end to this black night.
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