Unready

"I'm not ready to let go"

Of your hands, of your grip

Of your kiss on my lips

Of long silences and small talks

Of winter rides,

And summer walks

I'm not ready to let go

Of loving you

.

.

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"I'm not ready to let go"

Of my past,

Of a belief that good doesn't last

Of the shadows I've cast

On the walls that I've built

Of walking on stilts

I'm not ready to let go

Enough to love you