The Last Dance

I wish I could make every dance last longer as I ponder your thoughts as you feel my waist and hold my hand and touch my lips to yours.
I love the feel of you on my hips.
Stay with me I say as he tightens his grips.
He stumbles and almost trips because the words I love you graced my lips.
I hope you aren’t doing this for kicks, he said as he takes me and dips.
My heart already has rips. I’m not into tricks.
Well then what I’m about to say might hit you like a ton of bricks.
I’m sucking the love out of you like a swarm of ticks.
I’ve been with so many other chicks.
There’s no quick fix for something like this.
Everything that we do conflicts.
We should have never tried to mix.
Pain to your heart is all that this inflicts.
No. No. This can’t be true, I try to say as I interrupt you.
These are the things that you’ve been told to say by your crew.
I’m not going to screw with you anymore.
You’ll forget about me I can assure.
It’ll only come back to you as a blur.
No it won’t. I’ll always be searching for a cure.
I don’t think this is something I can endure.
How did you make me feel so secure when with your feelings you were so unsure?
This is the last time I’ll let someone like you be an injure to me.
From this day forward I’ll be known as a banshee.
I only wish to feel free he say’s after I finish my plea.
Lets agree on one last thing. There’s no more we.