The Darkness of Love

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Loving you was falling,
Open arms a welcome swan dive,
I plummeted.
This was my death,
Or so I feared,
Drowning in a bottomless ocean,
I knew this story,
At least the end,
This was my death,
Or so I assumed,
But instead I found myself,
Enveloped in your arms,
The place I now call home,
Where I left my heart and soul,
Wandering freely with yours.
Loving you was not falling,
Not drowning,
Not as I feared or assumed.
But you being my safest home,
You were the most terrifying.
You
Might......
Push................
Me.........................
Down..............................
Into the belly of the beast,
A place my mind once wandered,
On many many lonely nights,
Instead of willing retirement,
Into its ever open arms,
The soft hum of sadness,
The complacency I've known,
I am terrified to return.

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