(no subject)
Capacity for love and forgiveness
amazes me
She says
she always hoped
that once her clutter
had gone
I would be the one
Pain can be deafening
and sometimes it is easier
not to listen
She understands and it does not matter
She is waiting and she hopes
she is not too late
I know she replays it
over and over again inside her head
It kills her that she was not the last
I did not know
She doesn't always speak loudly enough
for me
amazes me
She says
she always hoped
that once her clutter
had gone
I would be the one
Pain can be deafening
and sometimes it is easier
not to listen
She understands and it does not matter
She is waiting and she hopes
she is not too late
I know she replays it
over and over again inside her head
It kills her that she was not the last
I did not know
She doesn't always speak loudly enough
for me