I love you,
and you love me too,
trust me I know,
but sooner or later,
one of us,
has to let go.

We are uneven,
we always were,
I’ll always love you,
but you’ll love me more.

This imbalance,
like a cliff between us,
it’s eating away at my,
essential core.

via Daily Prompt: Uneven


I had these lines linger around today and by accident I found out that today’s Daily Prompt was “uneven”. What a coincidence!


Prospermind. πŸ™‚

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  1. Much coincidence around me lately too. Just had a little conversation exactly like this. but how could it be? Love can’t be measured yet he feels he has more?


  2. Well βœ’ pennedπŸ˜„πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘Œ

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  3. OOOh, that is very poetic, and I love the photos !

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