Heart in hand
I may as well
Lay all the pieces
Of who I am
On a silver platter
So as to serve it up
To you
I have given you
The means
The weapons
That will end me
Should you decide
That I'm not
The one you want
Not the one
You want to
Build this beautiful life
That you've created
Standing beside
So here I sit
Waiting
For the other shoe
To crash into
My world...
But enjoying
Every moment
With you
Until it does
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