Don’t go

Don’t go.
Don’t disappear when we just met.
Don’t snatch it away before i tasted.
Don’t burst the balloon before it flies up above.
Don’t go.
I felt something move inside me
When you wrote what you wrote
You wrote straight to my soul.
Don’t go.
Potential: such a stoney word
So deeply unforgiving.
If wasted, it spills like so much milk.
Come talk to me.
If you have time.
And if you want.
I’m here.
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