She staggers out of dreams.
Sleep is done.
All alone, she is dark and cold.
So many emotions -
Fear.
Longing.
Betrayal.
Love.
Loneliness.
Frustration.
Desperation.
So mixed.
So divided.
But so sure of what she craves.
The past hangs over her like a building storm.
She still holds onto hope.
Hope that love will persevere.
Hope of mistakes forgiven.
Hope the pain will ease.
Thirst for love.
Need for love.
She can't go day by day;
Each day is so overwhelming.
So she survives hour by hour.
And when that is too much,
Minute by minute.
Breath by breath.
It is a struggle.
Not that there is NO reason to live,
But that the best one,
The one she never expected,
May be lost.
Cynicism breeds mistrust,
Where love spawns reliance.
She never meant to share this much,
Never meant to give her heart away.
Love is not safe.
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It really isn't safe, is it.
In moments of self pity we often think of our selves as alone in a giant world filled with arrogant, ignorant people. This is true, however we some how some way get past those moments of anguish to realize that the world we once thought so dark is much brighter, we do have people who care about us. As for love it may be unsafe but to take a quote from the Beatles "All You Need Is Love".
Breath by breath is all you need to concern yourself with. You're stronger than you think you are. ily. <3
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