You kept telling me to go back,
that I shouldn’t be out here,
in this wilderness,
that it wasn’t safe.
And yet, contradictory to your words,
you didn’t let go of my hand,
you didn’t let go of me.
You held onto me
as if I was the very gravity
that pulled you to the reality of us…
So you held on,
you held on to me,
as if I was the only thing real
in this world so fake.
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