I can’t believe
I did it again
I said I wouldn’t fall
And down I went
Posted by brokensally on June 25, 2010 in Uncategorized
Tags: heart break, love, poem, poet, poetry
JdSchooley ~ poetry
June 25, 2010 at 4:55 pm
What is it we all secretly want? Vulnerability, dependance, call it love….the right to be victimized?
How should we know if we are worth loving unless we leave ourselves open for others to step in and have their way with our heart?
The flower and the bee have little in common. One; when it’s all over they each will have what they needed at the time, and two; it will be over, till the next bee comes along.
June 25, 2010 at 8:08 pm
Many of us have made such claims…only to fall again into the grasp of love…had fun reading this one.
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