To not drive one away
to hold one's face into the hollowed mirrors
of self reflection
to steal a backward glance
into his loving arms of kindness
and the precision he allowed
at his technique
to walk forward with no regrets
to breathe inbetween obligations
to allow her (the other) to have
what she so desperately wanted
someone to love her so she could
keep ignoring herself
to take him by storm
in the back alley
with his clothes off
until dawn gave the signal
to vanish.
-jdh
9.13
This blog is about my struggles and redemption. There are tales of interpersonal conflict with men who I have dated. I would like to elevate the blog to healing and redemption, tools I have learned in my 12 step meeting.
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