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Apr 14
Tonight we took a walk.
For a moment, we were soft—
our hearts let go of all the pain.
We remembered the way we used to sway, together.
Your hand—
the place my soul could curl up and rest.
When my heart touched yours,
and your arms held me—
for a moment, I could breathe.
I lay my head on your shoulder
and let the weight fall from my chest.
Just for a moment.

I listened to all the things you said.
It’s hard to forget.
One day you told me you loved me.
Last week, you said it was pretend.
I wish you didn’t wear those guards—
the armor I could never break.

Tonight, we took a walk.
And I found the man I loved.
You said you have learned to be gentle—
that you have grown.
But why did it take my pain—
all of my suffering—
before you chose to change?

Was it not enough
when I said it hurt?
Was it not enough
when I said it hurt?
Was it not enough?

Why did it take my absence
for you to become the man
I already believed you were?

“All I ever wanted
was to love you.”

Tonight, I lay in your arms
and made love to you.

God, I love you.
And I will never be enough
to save us.
Two.
Amour de Monet
Written by
Amour de Monet  Houston
(Houston)   
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