if genies were real,
i’d waste three wishes on you.
the first that shall come from my lips
is that you never feel the pain you’ve inflicted
for i loved you, maybe a little too much—
enough to destroy myself trying to protect you.
i shall not stand aside and watch you suffer.
i shall be the sentry who guards your heart closely
for i did not insist on fighting this battle
just to see blood on your hands and cracks in your soul.
second, i shall wish for you to never be inundated by fear.
it was my constant companion, you see – a loyal friend.
and before it could drown you on those dark hours afore daybreak,
i will keep it with me and i won’t let you see even a shadow of it
for no matter the pain you have caused,
no matter how fractured i was when i fell and you weren’t there,
i will always find it in me to forgive.
not your actions, but you as the man i once loved.
and for my final wish,
i want you to find someone who will love you more than i ever did.
someone you can trust to hold your heart as if it is their own.
someone who will never lose their grip on your hand and let you go.
someone who will always be there to catch you when you fall.
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Dear No One
PoesíaA compilation of prose and poems for a first love gone wrong, found and written by a girl who loved and lost.
