Absolute Indulgence
// February 4th, 2009 // Writing
a spot of ancient writing
It Hurts
but its beautiful
destined for grief
and joy
the choice will tear me
to shreds
i hate it.
i love it.
its mine.
but i have to lose it
to hold onto what i love
but what if
what i really love
not quite so much
but enough to complete me
unlike any other
what if this love
doesnt judge?
doesnt hurt?
doesnt care what i choose?
but secretly…will cry if it is left alone
this kind of love
hurts