safe

you made it all sound so safe and reasonable
the right decision, the right mark to stay apart
you’re not at fault
you are correct, error free
i made the call
i called it off
the forfeit before i lost
not the loss of you
but the loss of me
i was too wrapped up in self defeat
i tore apart
i am weak
and once more you remedy what i exchange
you take my obsession and turn it to reason
you take my wounds
and paste them before all of your retreats
all your pain and all your bruises
you are my strength
that is fair to say
that is the fight i am not willing to forgo
no matter how much we falter and fall

© simon whittle — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad

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