He sighs love

He sighs
So I'll ask him.
Always the same answer:
"What you don't want me to say".

Seems to me that's the same as saying it.

He loves me
Is what that sigh means.
He knows it frightens me.
That I am fighting the urge to run.
Neither of us know how long he'll be able to hold on.

He introduced me once as "his life".
I wouldn't even let him call me girlfriend.
It made my breath stop for a moment, and my legs tense to flee.

Still I smiled
while holding him at arms length.

I think he'd move the world for me
if I let him,
Yet I am convinced that the chase
is the only thing that keeps him here.

He'd move the world for me,
but he couldn't wait long enough
to move my heart.

Just as I opened my eyes
and began to see a beautiful horizon
only just possible,
he gave up.

Who could blame him after all he'd endured for so long.

In that moment he was marked.
Later when he came back
having changed his mind,
wanting my heart,

I couldn't trust him not to give up on me again.