The first thing I ever learned,
I would like to believe
was love.

The second thing, very shortly after,
was how to disconnect, detach, go away.
Push love aside.

The second is a part of me, ingrained.
It comes naturally, and I hate it for that.

The first took years over years to remember it’s light
and when it is there, will always be in my heart –

but as strong as it is, it can so easily
be pushed away. As stong as it may be,
there is always a place for it inside of me,
a place
a place that I never go –

and I hate it for that.

Advertisements

One response to “

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s