Grief

May 23, 2020 § Leave a comment

How hard it is to trap free people

To love them

To coexist with them as if they are

Your very own skin.

How hard it is to love you

As though you were the beat of my own heart

Tumbling in a maze of shadows, fears, loss.

How hard it is to lose the free person

Whom you love violently,

So freely, in a sense.

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