I look into his eyes so wild so untamed. I see something else but it can’t quite be named. Maybe it’s fear or maybe it’s shame. I hear his words and think maybe it’s true, maybe we don’t need love, maybe we can choose. Maybe happiness is in the freedom that comes from being alone, maybe we don’t need another soul to feel at home. But if this is true, then why do I feel a greater peace only when he’s next to me. Why is it that only with him, do I feel free? We’re in a battle of loving and being unloved, with no help or guidance from above. We’re losing battles and hoping to win the war, while everyone seems to be keeping score.
-M.A. Fernández
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Ohh, so beautiful. I love how there is a rhythm to it, kind of like spoken word? I also really like the concept of everyone else keeping score, it reminds me of how people tend to be so nosy about couples (when really it’s none of their business!). Nicely done, rather enchanting!
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Thank you very much 😁😁😁
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Sounds like you are in love, Dr. Fernandez!
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Your post has made me laugh so much 😂😂😂
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Wonderful rhyming in your sentences.
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Thank you
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