I’m chasing you and I don’t know why.
I want you to see
I want you to hear
I want you to know
I write, do, go, say, work, try
Partly because I am afraid
Of what you think
Afraid you think wrong of me
Fear begets fear
And there is no fear in love
I’m so sorry. I don’t love you
When I’m afraid of you
I hate the me that chases after you
I know he’s afraid
He’s running hard after the boys who are laughing
His side hurts and his heart breaks
Stop! Let them go
Into the woods and catch your breath
Sit by the tree
Feel a love greater than the boy’s
It’s just for you
It’s wide and vast
Settling like a cool mist
“you’re enough”
I can’t
I might
I’ll try
Let go
1 comment:
A love greater than the boys'.
I think I'll try.
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