Stay.

Tell me you love me and I’ll tell you a lie in return.
When you do the earth will shatter,
And the pieces will shred my soul.
I want to go, but the tea is almost ready.
So I stay.
Your beautiful eyes hold contempt.
Ignorance.
Hatred.
But the tea is almost ready,
So I stay.
I know you’ve only ever let me drop,
But I go over a moment in my mind:
Imagining, hoping, praying that, for once,
You would catch me as well.
My teardrops fall down my cheeks,
Down into the empty saucer.
And you smile and tell me the tea is almost ready.
I want to shout, scream,
Walk out and never look back.
But now the tea is ready…so I stay

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