I truly thought this time would be different.
I thought I was beginning to fall,
Only to be stood upright.
I would have loved
To give you everything there is of me,
To learn about you and myself,
To be one, while staying
Two;
Maybe we’ll never experience that.
Maybe I was too naive
To believe I deserved love
From a mortal boy.
Somehow I still find myself
Praying for you in the end.
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Burning Flowers
PoetryA collection of my poetry that I have written over the past years, as well as months. Themes come from parts of my life, such as hurt, grief, codependency, and experiencing the love of God. All poetry is of my original work.
