why do you flee from me?
when i called you my dove,
i did not mean to give you wings to fly away
what will i do? how can i forbid you
your freedom

love is the wings clipped
because of the grounded lover
love is the willful descent of the high

and the exultation of the one lowly

your kindness terrifies me
love ever defying
all that i know

I've had several break ups
all of them with you.

first we said goodbye.. or you did, i didnt believe it was true

then came the silence, 0 messages, no one to talk to, my heart eschewed truth.

i checked my phone (i shouldnt have..) your twitter is gone, so is your tumblr too

theres a deep sadness, the realization and accepting of the breakup, i didnt realize how many breaking ups it would take
for it to get through

that im better without you
and yes, you too are far better off without me

in your separation and in my bereavement, we have grown, grown, grown.

and i have nothing but love and appreciation for you

im so afraid to
offend, but worse still if you
dont remember me