What's Left

My lips are grasping for that last I love you

wrapped around your breathless voice.

It’s breaking my bones but I’m so desperate not to let go.

It’s kept me on my feet for so long,

but now your eyes are full of tears as you say it.

I don’t want to pull away from your lips because

pulling away means losing you forever this time around

and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

I don’t want to leave.

You’re breaking the very core of who I am but

I don’t want to leave.

I need to leave,

you make my soul so sick.

But I don’t want to leave.