Don’t go

I can taste you,
still,
if I close my eyes.

I can remember

all the fires
we set.

I can feel the blood
and broken glass.
If I cry out

for you,
I know
you can hear me.

Will you come, tonight?

Come to the window.
Look up
at these thunderclouds.
Taste the lightning
on my lips.

Don’t get on that plane.

Whatever you do,
don’t go.

They’ll break you,
if you let them.

I don’t want it to be
anyone else
that kills you
but me.

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