I know we are temporary
I know, I wish I could change us
It’s crazy because I love us
Unable to keep you
slowly, drives me insane
I try and leave
I barely make it out the front door
I sit on the front steps
and turn around at the sound of your voice
I tremble by the thoughts of you leaving
and by your desired touch
You may just be the death of me
J. Saunders
