this time around.

I remember when the heaviest thing i had to carry was a grudge against you,

and it was too much to bear.

 

I was haunted every night by dreams of myself with you,

and I was caught in your ever changing hair.

 

What was I to do?

What could i do?

 

I was sitting there alone but I was still in love with you.

 

So I bent down and I sank down and started to build it

back up from the ground.

 

I had seen the potential, I had heard our sweet sound.

i thought maybe you would hear it too,

 

this time around.

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[Rachel DeHart]

Wow.
I love this.
I adore these lines
"I remember when the heaviest thing i had to carry was a grudge against you,
and it was too much to bear."
And
"So I bent down and I sank down and started to build it
back up from the ground."

This is truly a fantastic poem.