Parting, as they say,is
Parting, as they say,
is such sweet sorrow
but what makes that sorrow sweet
to one full of longing?
Love might do.
The feeling of being
wanted
needed
being whole
because you've split yourself in two.
Another has your heart,
and with love they keep it safe
yet it's not closed off in a box
under lock and key.
No, it is still open,
vulnerable.
Its keeper nourishes this precious gift
as long as they shall live.
And now you live,
for you have what your cannot be without.
You are fulfilled.
This poem is about:
Me
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