Will you?

Will you?

Will you hold my hand even when it becomes too heavy for you?

Will you hold me after all the countless times I’ve embraced you?

Will you hold my face and wipe away the tears as I’ve always done for you?

Will you forgive all of my faults, the big and the miniscule?

Will you remember all of me, the good and the askew?

Will you cherish all of the memories we shared, the old and the new?

Will you show me acceptance and forgiveness, as a friend and not a fool?

Will you grant me love even if it means sacrificing morals and your one single rule?

Will you express your care to me through your ways of being kind or only cruel?

Will you be there for me, for all the times when I just allowed you to feel?

Will you deem me weak, or just the kind of hurt that only time can truly heal?

Will you hold my heart when it’s heavy, or just deem it another whole ordeal?

Will you warm the fire inside of me, even when it begins to burn you too?

Will you see my cracks and breaks and try to repair them again with glue?

Will you take the shards of glass and rebuild me a mirror through the eyes of you?

Will you weigh this burden on your back, or look at me without care, as you point and blame?

Will you allow me to love loudly this time, or only tolerate the kind of which you can tame?

Will you come back to me, on sweet summer nights, as the luna moth is drawn to the warm flame?

Will you bring me back to life, or just stay to haunt my mind and memories as a ghost?

Will you stare into the dark depths of my soul, or simply be consumed by the sunny coast?

Will you always be my maybe, and if not that, just for one last time - be my almost?

Will you use scissors to cut me off, finally severing between us, this long and tangled red thread?

Will you promise not to leave me, so I can feel your love again, and avoid all of this dread?

Will you love me… forever and always, just as we had, and have always said?