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Loving you was like flying
Wind whipping through my hair,
lungs finally able to breathe deep
only to wake up
to a reality meant for much shorter breaths.
Loving you was like a constant game
of hide and seek,
forever trying to catch up,
praying the part of you that loved me
didn't decide to hide that day,
hour, minute.
Loving you was like a drought
tears of anger, confusion, desperation
by an acceptance of a denial
worse than any tears would describe.
I wish they could give you the electric chair
so in your final moments
you could understand what loving you was like.
1 comment
o dear lord, how I can relate to this. I love it. This is such a great poem, even if the content is not as some of us would wish. Great job!