More than I have loved the sun and the moon
the wind and the stars
my hopes and dreams
more than I have loved the deep,
sacred parts of me
have I loved you.
I have loved you to your core.
The deepest, and truest parts of you.
Beautiful as you are, you wretched thing.
Leave me so that I may attempt a life without you.
A life that can be my own.
A world where you do not exist.
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 7:53 AM UTC
More than I have loved the sun and the moon
the wind and the stars
my hopes and dreams
more than I have loved the deep,
sacred parts of me
have I loved you.
I have loved you to your core.
The deepest, and truest parts of you.
Beautiful as you are, you wretched thing.
Leave me so that I may attempt a life without you.
A life that can be my own.
A world where you do not exist.
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