If....

if. time changes you,
and you end up
short of love,

if, i feel your hands
caressing me
yet your eyes
speak
another, your heart
keeping
another name,

if, this happens,
do not say the word,
before you wake up
early morning
tomorrow

i have already
left.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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