loving me. Your wounds functioning like a
smokescreen, blinding you from possibilities.
I knew that my heart, as expansive and feeling
as the ocean, wouldn’t be able to create
any waves within you.
I knew that it was asking too much for you
to be honest. not just with me, but,
with yourself.
Deep down within me, I knew
all of these things. But what surfaced
was a love for you anyways.
-Liz
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