Celina Adrian

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tell me
did you see
what tomorrow holds?
a future
of some sort 
although you say
maybe so, maybe not
we question
this love lasting
this love beginning
this time and place, this lifetime
temptation's ghost comes for me
and diverts my attention
to believe that all this pain
is so important -
my head turns
begs me to walk away
when you beg me to stay
talk you say
the tortureo f even one word uttered
during her fit turned
spit of anger 
I wish that I could
skip ahead
fast forward
to know where you and I will
end up -
if I dare say that one word
I know
life is never
as predictable
as the way
that I love