i'm sorry,
but you don't love her
you love the way she makes you feel
how she's always there
to put you back together
but you don't love her
you love the energy she brings
and you crave that peace so badly
but she is not yours to have
you don't love her
you love the idea

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liberosis
PoetryA journey I made through heartbreak. When I felt everything entirely too much. When all I wanted was to let go and hold on. To drown and to swim all at once. This is my story of learning to soak in liberosis. Enjoy. xx