The Essence Of Who I Am

My finger rests on your lips 

I hush you from yourself

Running away from ghosts 

Doesn’t stop the falling bookshelf

But baby remember you will always have me 

I’m sorry if that isn’t the comfort you wanted 

At least I can whisper contradictions to your intrusive thoughts 

If you need to be tortured then at least let me be the one to leave you haunted 

And every time you break down 

I’ll remind you that a tree’s only job is to grow 

Even if you were a tree and now only a seed 

You will always be my perfect Romeo 

M.A.P

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