It’s hopeless.
Published by ms.parker on Wednesday, May 28, 2025 Blows of truth
I haven’t yet healed from the wound
Of seeing a life with you
but living another
Like light obscured
Until my palms burn
My love for you has no cure
I imagine
The voice of your eyes
Drawing me back to you
day after day
Lifetime after lifetime
Like an abandoned home
Calling on a stranger
Sheer desperation
And a pinch of hope
With all of my yesterday
In your name
How can I be anything new?
No matter what lies I tell myself
I know there cannot be
anyone else that’s you
It’s not like I had a choice.
It’s not like I had this planned
but if there’s a truth right here
it’s this,
to this day, I am in your hands.
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