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A Light Like Her's

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Too broken to be together

Too in love to stay apart

Too prideful to ask for help

Too hurt to let the other in again

Too poisoned

Too much

Not enough

Too little

Too late

Bad timing

Too much pain in the healing

Too much to trust

Too much damage has been done

Not enough forgiveness

Conversations had without listening

Too anxious

Too many buried feelings

Too independent

Too afraid

Too chained to the past

Too afraid to repeat everything

Too fragile to be admired

Too flawed to be perfect

Too emotional

Too cerebral

Too hard

Too far

Too far gone

It won’t be long

Until she hears a better song

And leaves everything behind to chase a new tune

Nothing left to lose . . .

Too much power to give one person

Too many lessons to learn

Too many effigy’s to burn

Too much work

Too much suffering

Too much struggling


We aren’t strong enough for all of this

Alone, we aren’t strong enough for this shit

Together, it's possible we could carry it

The paradox is

The healing hurts

And if we were alone

We wouldn’t feel it

We’d be blind to it

Our deepest wounds are only exposed

when we love someone else with all of our soul

This love is as hard as it is beautiful

But I’d search every single star in the sky

To find a light like hers again

She was my blessing, the best gift the universe could give.


I am too far gone,

I write shit,

I can’t fight again,

And I don’t know shit about cars;

But I’d search all of the stars

To find a light like hers again.

 
 
 

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