No one quit understood the way she was
and when I say that I mean the way she truly was.
She was so strong yet so damaged at the same time,
I could never comprehend her actions until it was too late.
I loved her with all of my heart, with everything inside me
I would pour onto her.
I knew better than to believe her when she said she loved me
because how could she?
The thing is, she is a bird and not the cute small ones you keep as a pet
She is a soaring eagle and to love her the way she is
You have to give her enough space where she doesn't
feel confined.
Love her, but let her go
If you do, she will always be near you
And that is the only way you'll keep her.
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Author:
v.c (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 7th, 2017 22:21
- Category: Love
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Comments2
this. is. extremely. excruciatingly. magnificent.
Thank you so much.
A poem of exquisite wisdom well expressed! Congratulations on this beauty, v.c.
Thank you Louis.
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