Stay a Bit Longer
Like You Mean to Forget Me
You leave but never truly go. You pull me into chaos, only to leave me tangled in your wake. You burn like fire, then fade like smoke. There’s a kind of love that haunts, even when it’s not there. Let’s stop pretending this is anything but a beautiful, burning mess.
You said,
“Curiosity kills the cat,”
but you smirked like sin
and bit my lip back.
You said,
“You’re my sunshine,”
but I came like thunder
and left you soaked in dusk.
You whispered,
“You’re my wildest dream,”
but I’m the nightmare
you beg to return.
You claimed,
“You’ve stolen my heart,”
but my heart
you tossed to the floor.
You warned,
“Love is blind,”
but I saw your hunger
long before you touched me.
You teased,
“Your body is a wonderland,”
but every glance from you
made me lose the map.
You said,
“Time is gold,”
but I’d waste it all
just to ride you till morning.
You asked,
“Why someone like me?”
Because every inch of you
makes me moan for more.
You said,
“I love you,”
but like a deadly trap—
something I’d never escape.
You begged,
“Don’t stop… baby.”
So I didn’t.
I won’t. I can’t.
When we are one like this,
I forget my name.
With every heartbeat,
I remember yours.
When you talk like this.
Touch me like that.
You break me sweetly
and make me whole again.
You are—
troublemaker, heartbreaker,
lover in the night.
And still, I let you stay.
So stay.
A bit longer.
Forever, maybe.
Or never.