before your promise forever, please don't
i'm scared i'll get to know the taste of your lips all too well and that your arms will become my haven
i'm scared your scent will start to linger and i'll get too lost in your eyes, too comfortable with your touch, too infatuated with the idea of 'you'
i'm terrified "forever" will disappear into our conversations under the stars, taunting me once i lay under them without your heat beating next to mine
he was once my haven and his lips tasted of honey that turned his lies sweet and the bees still swarm my lips
a blanket of mine still wears his cologne faintly and i'm dreading the day it no longer smells of him, the day the last bit of him slips away
before you promise forever, please don't