What I could Afford to Give



I long to see your face I crave for the warmth of your kisses. This whole thing about your existence, the things you hide from me. The fear you have inside- the illuminating bloom of you- your smile. 

I will never be good for you. I can never be that ideal. I might not be the man of your dreams but this, I assure you that I am real. I will hold your hands when your'e afraid, I hold it gently- this I plead.

I cannot buy expensive rides or house that surpasses the mountains rise. I might not be a billionaire but let me please be a prisoner. It is you, I give my life, and all the love I have inside.

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