prayed that my huge heart could make up for you.
I dreamed that if I could only be consistent
you would wake up and forget the resistance.
Subscribing to the illusion that you would see
that I would never hurt or disappoint you;
I only wanted peace,
in the deepest, most sacred parts of you.
Like the stars chase the sun,
over the glowing hill, I will conquer.
Alas, some wounds run far too deep,
and some things never sleep.
But I never stopped trying
even when inside I was dying.
Even still, you are headstrong
unwilling to bend, unable to bond.
Uncomfortable with staying, too conflicted
to leave.
I know that you loved me, and
I know that you still do.
But something bigger grips you
than my efforts can break through
And my love is no good
Against the fortress that it made of you.
To which only you have the key.
**Tip of the hat to Florence & the Machine's "Queen of Peace," off of the album shown below**
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