Loving you is exhausting. There are so many rules. Too many things to remember. What I can and cannot say. Who must hear my words, who must not. Do you not understand by now that I cannot disguise my emotions? It diminishes my soul just too much for me to bear. I refuse! Take me as I am or leave me. My heart will remain yours whether you accept it or not.
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Katerina Petrou
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Love is more than…
It seems like all I write about is you. God, is it boring. I do not want to be this writer. I do not want to be this woman. There is so much more to life than the nights my longing cries hit a pillowcase. Love is more than you not loving me too. It is lemon pie and jazz and black coffee. It is pho with my sister in a quiet corner. Love is dancing until I sweat. It is overflowing bookshelves and flicking through magazine pages with feet swaying in the air. Love is more than you loving her instead of me.
By Katerina Petrou8 months ago in Poets
The Ground does not deserve you
There are places you return to out of habit, not belonging. Rooms that once held you because you didn’t yet know you had the right to leave. People who mistook your endurance for agreement, your silence for consent, your presence for loyalty. Coming back to the ground with clarity means seeing all of it without the old fog softening the edges. You stand in the doorway of your own life and realize that some of the ground you’ve been walking on was never meant to hold your weight.
By Elisa Wontorcik6 days ago in Poets
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A simple and reasonable request beautifully expressed