To the one who is waiting...
...waiting for love in a place where it will never come. Run.
Your love will not heal them
You cannot fix them with patience
or passion and understanding
Neither with your kindness and gentle touch
your beauty will never replace their ire
Your light will not expunge their darkness
But only challenge your belief of light
You cannot save them
They do not want to be saved
- Save yourself -
You are worth that much
Your efforts to help an ungrateful lover
will be repaid in ways to make you suffer
For all they deal in is pain
They will not change
This is their choice
Not your obligation
You are obliged to protect yourself
From those who would see you hurt
Run away sweet babe
It will hurt (change always does)
But don't you deserve a real chance at true love?
You will never fix them.
You will never fix them.
Run.
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The Heavy Wool Coat
The park was under total darkness of night, and it had begun to lightly rain, but Sofia didn’t care about that right now. She didn’t want to go home, not to stare at an empty apartment and think about Ryan’s affairs. Her mind was swirling with wondering thoughts... what had she done to deserve such betrayal? Could she afford to renew the lease without him? Would she even want to?... The cool rain felt cleansing, hiding the tracks her tears made from the corner of her eyes down her chin and onto her chest. Sofia didn’t know how many hours she had been sitting on that park bench, or what time it was when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
By Alicia Stamm5 years ago in Humans
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I hope everything works out for you Alicia, truly. I'm still so sorry.