I turned my back
On you,
Waiting for you
To hear
My silent lure.
You continued to
Clean out the table.
You chose to escape,
too,
To answer
The daring of my pride.
What is the meaning of being loved?
A bright question. A blurred answer.
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“I write what I couldn’t tell anyone”. writer. poet, observer. Relationship. Parenting. Personal Growth. Enchanted with life. Thin Skin/amazon.com
