The image this poem first envoked was kind of delicate and soft and innocent. And slowly, with great flow, it sparked with anger and a sense of injustice. Idk, the feeling at the end is a good one though; a strong recovery. A sturdy mindframe. I read it and saw it play out in my mind like a rolodex of images and short soundless clips. And maybe Im just in a super emotional state right now but I kinda wanted to cry because...I mean, Gosh....this is always a massive fear of mine. Kinda dumb to fear something thats inevitable but hey, emotions dont always make sense. Im super bad at writing these so I usually just aviod it altogether but I honestly really like this piece. I had to come back to the site after I closed it out just to read it cause the title alone drew me in. Favourited. <3
S I, thank you so very much for taking the time to write such wonderful comments, it's hugely appreciated. x I guess falling in love can only go one of two ways; you either stay in love, or you don't. Despite all the pain and heartache, (which I'm glad I'm able to express through my poems) I'm still a believer, and the saying: "better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all" still feels true for me. I'll pick myself up, dust myself off, and start again ... it's a new chapter and a new adventure.
All the very best my lovely :-) x