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Don’t let me love you,
for it always ends the same.
Commitment and I have never been friends;
we’ve slighted one another more times
than I care to count, and this you know,
for you’ve been the innocent victim
of our clashes more than once.
I love you and I never stopped,
but I don’t know if I could live with myself
if I crashed your heart
into yet another canyon.
I’ve never been the best pilot;
I slept through the classes and somehow still slipped by
which I regret more than you’ll ever know.
I fooled myself into believing I was just good enough
to keep around without lifting a finger to the dash,
but all I can do is mash buttons
because that’s all I’ve ever done.
The last thing I want to see
is your helpless body writhing and twisting
in the desperate pain of losing
the one you love again.
Don’t let me love you.