Show me what kind of love you're here for because I'm too old and smart to chase you.

We've all had our hearts broken that's why I don't want to play games. Our life is our precious time, for now, kiss me when darkness wraps us close. Our love could bring us back from the dead.

But you are filled with fears. I see them hiding behind your eyes. I feel them in my blood. Flowing through me, hurting me from the moment we met.

I cannot save you. I will not chase you.

I may know you much more than you realize, which is why I ache for the you I see buried deep within your fears.

Our demons could talk over tea.

Intimacy would be free to play.

But this is more of me, the beauty I see, the love I weave, the strength that never atrophies. And you with your walls.