hidden lava
A man of mystery,
A woman with a traumatic history.
The beginning of a love story,
A liar and thief,
He stole her heart with ease.
A lover she is, who unconditionally embraces his flaws.
As time passed, she noticed the prick he truly was.
She wanted to be free, but it was too late—her love for him had sunk six feet deep.
She told me the story, how much she loved him.
She sacrificed everything just to have him.
But where was he? I asked.
She broke down telling me about her past.
"Zie, I love fairly, and unconditionally,
but he left me saying 'we're better off as friends.'
If he had told me so early, I never would have had to worry.
I despise the fact that I can’t seem to loosen the grasp."
It was never her fault, yet she blamed herself for all she lost.
It was never her fault that he left,
But she worried so deeply that she sank into depression.
I love her deeply; she is my favorite person.
And I can’t believe the effort, the time, the feelings—
When she said, “He's mine. It’s gone down the drain,”
And now she’s in pain.
radiant bluff
long belfry
