You…
Every morning I break free from you, only to find myself at night, tangled in your indecipherable thoughts and your treacherous embrace …
“Stop fighting it,” you whisper. “What good is it anyway? After all, this love of ours has ‘Eternity’ tattooed deep in its flesh.”
I have run out of places to hide. And still, each morning I run away from you, knowing you will find me again as soon as the stars wake up at night…