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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