Instead, I feel ashamed of who I am starting to become.
He tells me it's not that bad, everybody is cynical afterall.
But he has kissed my mouth, he knows not what the truth is anymore.
I feel like I've corrupted his innocence, his bravery.
I watch him as he's asleep on my bed.
He wakes up briefly and grabs me; pulls me close to him and we spoon.
I kiss the hands holding me.
Shut my brain, go back to sleep.
Not all endings have to be happy.
Not all things have to end.
Falling in love is always easy,
I want to stay in this time.
