Love letter # 135
Because you asked me not to – I have tried not to love you. I have failed.
It seems that whenever I am close to cutting you off, you sense it. You reel me in. Just as I’m convincing myself that you don’t care and that I am finally okay with that … your voice on the phone, you with whatever sweetness remains.
But I am not writing this to get you to stop. Those last minute saves are much better than the cold alternative. Even if the door is shut, it will never be locked. And even if it was, I’d cut you a key.
Because you sometimes smile – my love stays warm. Sorry.