you once told me
that you didn't need eyes to see,
and years later i began to understand what you said,
because i could picture him when i closed my eyes
as i sat in the backyard, and i could
feel the summer breeze start to build his arms and soft kisses around me;
i could feel his fingers brush the curls in my hair
sending shudders down my body-
soft blades of grass grazing my feet
i was scared to open my eyes,
i was terrified of what i knew i wouldn't find,
would the air stop smelling like his clothes if i took a deep breath
and learned to see again,
in a world with his name only whispered by the wind chimes on the front porch.
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inadequate love✔
Puisisometimes we fall in love with the wrong people. and we stay with them, because we think that our love is enough to mold them into the person we want them to be. it never is. and the inadequacy of your love will hurt you. you will wonder why you...
