Tired of waking up alone

I've realized it is time to make sacrifices if you sincerely care.

Waking up without her by my side frightens me in such a explicit way, that trying to hide it is fruitless. 

Peers frequently question my quiet demeanor. 

I've grown weary of this fear, it eats at my spirit. 

I've allowed this subtle form of suicide to persist for too long.  

She's been patiently waiting.  

Her faith in love and hope inspires every move I make until we are side by side again.  

Nothing could stop me but death and I'm certain even he would question himself before making that attempt. 

The time has come to part with my old ways.  

Now I know that sacrifice does not mean loss. It is a gift for someone or something you love more than yourself.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Lovely, such a sweet poem, about sacrifices, and caring and loving someone more then you care for yourself.
This makes you a great guy, and a selfless man.
I loved this piece to
You are a great writer.
Stay strong :)