Poem - Thursday

Please don’t go.
Your presence is sorely needed.
Much like the breath
that fills my lungs.
Please don’t go.
Don’t leave my pleas unheeded.
Just drop your bags
and lay right here with me.
I can change.
Just give me another chance.
The things I’ve done
don’t change my love.
Please don’t go.
This was a love at first glance.
I’d give up my dreams
just to be with you.