you may or may not find this,
in the middle of the night
or on a rainy sunday afternoon.
my mind runs rampant,
while my heart is still,
because i realized what love is
at the very least, a fragment of it;
love looks past flaws and chaos,
past the foreseeable risk & damage,
and i know i did amidst it all
leaving no room for me to regret.
i know i tugged your soul
towards a better light, a better day
because i stayed with you at your worst
and now remain bewildered when you say
you've changed for the better.
forgive a heart that wavered,
i used to think love is a home;
we always move someplace better
when all the heart feels is nothing but homeless.
i had to unlearn that.
to venture love as strength,
to lose and find oneself over
and over again & be better;
because lost is a lovely place
to find oneself,
and to begin again.
and as i bid you my final farewell,
i'd like to let you know
that i'll tuck the memories within,
hold them dearly and know deep in myself;
i have loved and i have no regrets.
and i will love again,
break again,
get lost again,
find myself & begin again.
IA
Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 10:29 AM UTC
you may or may not find this,
in the middle of the night
or on a rainy sunday afternoon.
my mind runs rampant,
while my heart is still,
because i realized what love is
at the very least, a fragment of it;
love looks past flaws and chaos,
past the foreseeable risk & damage,
and i know i did amidst it all
leaving no room for me to regret.
i know i tugged your soul
towards a better light, a better day
because i stayed with you at your worst
and now remain bewildered when you say
you've changed for the better.
forgive a heart that wavered,
i used to think love is a home;
we always move someplace better
when all the heart feels is nothing but homeless.
i had to unlearn that.
to venture love as strength,
to lose and find oneself over
and over again & be better;
because lost is a lovely place
to find oneself,
and to begin again.
and as i bid you my final farewell,
i'd like to let you know
that i'll tuck the memories within,
hold them dearly and know deep in myself;
i have loved and i have no regrets.
and i will love again,
break again,
get lost again,
find myself & begin again.
IA
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