It’s relentless, this push and pull.
Exhausting, one could say.
I want so much, to love,
But loving you is hard.
I crave that hug, the sweet embrace
That takes me back to four
When I skinned my knee,
When I needed you like now.
This time I’m changing it,
Not following the well worn path
That we have tripped along.
This time we will come out with a heart
Intact and far less fragile than
The times we just pretended that
It was all OK.
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