I’ll be yours forever*
*= As long as you’ll be mine
As long as I can call you back, as long as I can smile, as long as I’m here, as long as my spirit flies through the spaces we’re so partial to.
How can there be a discretionary
Attaching asterisks and cautions
I’ve wanted one
I’ve wanted one because I was trapped between but when trapped between the between
How could I think such things
Here I was but I wasn’t willing to be alone
Being alone is so hard but
Here I am here I am
Just my body to be split amongst those who will take it
And my heart locked in a box waiting for the prince that will never come
Because he wouldn’t
And he’d scoff and say
I’m no prince
Wouldn’t you?
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