His arms hang loosely around my hips
His hair by my ears, his lips to my lips.
He smiles at my corny remark.
But I say that word, and his cool slips.
His warmth leaves my side
His screams fill my ears, he won't leave his pride
He pulls at his hair, the puffs out a breath
He turns on his heel leaving dust in his stride.
I shouldn't have said it, that cursed word
Tears fill my eyes and my vision is blurred
I hide my face, wishing I could disappear.
I wish he simple hadn't heard.
A warm hand touches my cheek
I move my hands and take a peek
He whispers "I'm sorry."
He kisses my lips, before I can speak.
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