Unravelling and weaving, sometimes simultaneously

Love Sometimes

The day that you broke me
was when you proved
that even though
you wanted me
that even though
you loved me

you knew you couldn’t have me

and the fantasy fractured
the truth inside us both

love sometimes
is not enough

though it is a great thing

love sometimes

and other times

we can hold
we can press
we can wish
we can dream

but eventually

if we let go
and it doesn’t stay
or we step back
and life intrudes
with tasks and paths
and lessons
the medicine of breathing
preventing us
from holding our breath
in that shared space
sending us gasping
into the world
alone again

love sometimes
breaks your heart

(c) RCGA 2015


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