Permission

"Am I allowed to miss you", she asked.
'Can the Sun be allowed to burn', I thought.

"Can I love you", was the question.
'Will you love who I am', I thought.

"Can I trust you", was the other.
'Will you trust a man's mere words', I thought.

"Will you hurt me", was the question.
'Could you be so vulnerable to me', I thought.

"Will you leave me", was the other.
'Could you want me to stay', I thought.

"Can you love me", was the question.
'Could you bear my meager affections', I thought

"Do you miss me", she asked.
'Am I allowed to miss you', I thought.