Friday, 16 August 2013


So here are the last 
little secrets that I have held from you
close to my heart
the last that eat away at 
my flesh 
as I act strong 
strong for you.

I didn't book my escape 
to some far off place 
because I still thought 
like a little fool
that you would take me with you.

I thought you'd want to 
me in your life again.

How wrong and naive to think 
- that -
after all this.

P.S. I still get butterflies before I see you
and when I, once again, fail
to read your feelings
I blame them for clouding my vision.

With love, Beau xx 

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