To the love that could not love me


To the love that could not love me
Enough

I now hold you close
like a flower in a storm

Enoughguest

It was enough
That we endured

Until we fell so beautifully apart

Until all I was holding
Was the storm itself

Rising and falling

Calling us both

To the same horizon.

About subincontinentia

writer and eternal optimist
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