I love this man

 I love this man.

As I watch you tell me stories, you move your face and hands almost in slow motion and the reflection of this warm light on your skin turns you into a painting I adore.

Your infinite eyes show me the depths I could never reach, so I hide my adoration, for only in a different universe, where you and I were free from these heavy chains, could we make each other happy.

Oh how I love this man. But only in another life, you and I, we could have found this love intact.

And if ever we cover it in sage and gold, could you see me? Could I let go?


I see us slow dancing in our kitchen, elsewhere, a warm home for us both, happiness. It feel so impossible and far. That's just not who you are.


I loved this man and I am letting go.


I don't regret having fallen for you despite how small I became, for I've traveled to my own depths, confronted not only demons but myself, I've learnt. So I thank you, for now I know that my love is only mine.

I no longer love this man and I don't regret the depths of love I have.

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