i remember the day you caught the wind inside your arms and kissed its cheek once before letting it go. you told me that if i really loved him i would let him go, but i never was able to ask you how i was supposed to let you go if i never had you in the first place. you were never one to be hypocritical like me, but you were always one to call me out on it. i never wanted to be something that my mother once was, but sometimes we cannot become what our poor hearts aspire us to. you always picked the girls that were fine; the ones who when they said they were okay, they really meant it. you never liked the broken ones. you never wanted one that you had to save. you never wanted me. and somehow, that was okay because in a way, that was me letting go of you, just like you never had me 'cause you never took me.
Beautiful piece, I like the presentation and the story it tells. I like the imagery where you compared the relationship to an armful of wind, you can only try and hold on to it for so long but it has to be set free, it's to complicated to hold on too, sometimes It's like it was never there, sometimes it feels like it will always be around. Pretty cool write, Very creative, a lot of respect to this piece which has both strength and emotion flowing very well.
It seems that this guy is a coward. It's all very well being able to leap onto the back of a horse or leave it tethered to a post or stabled. This weak way. But what of a wild one? The knack is to develop trust ... the language ... to break or tame... male domination bah... trusting and loving is the new bravery.
This is a good poem full of reason and strength.
Wow! I very much like this. The structure, flow, and story brings you in. It is powerful, a person would continue reading till the end. It has many elements of a good story. Oh, and this particular poem seems to be further expand on my short poem 4get it (coincidentally) ... I love it and can relate :)
Wow love it, how can you let someone go you never had? Full of sadness and truth I can very much relate to 'who would want the broken ones, the ones you have to save.' Sounds like my kind of love story. Beautifully written.
A true piece. Very lovely especially the start "The day you caught the wind..." fantastic place imagery.
Oh "and you never liked the broken ones", that line stood with me. Well done!
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