As you walk away (Poem #121)

Walking away wasn’t the hardest,

You chasing after me before I even turned my head was.

So tell me darling,

as you squeeze my hand as if my pulse makes you breath,

Do you really want to not live without me,

or is it just desperation that speaks?

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