Love isn't enough
I loved him.
Lord knows I loved him
with every last part of who I am
and every last part of who I was.
He made me feel safe
when the world around us was a circus from hell.
He made me feel sane
when everything around us was nothing but insane.
He held my hand in the street
and listened when I spoke.
He was the arms that held me
when I was falling to pieces.
He was gentle
and loving to me.
He understood when I was angry and sad
and loved me through the hardness.
He was my north
when my life was going south.
And it wasn't enough
in the end, we were not enough to make it through the war.
24/07/23
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