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At Ease


As each element of my being grew more and more in depth with yours, I fell into the formation of you love. Then , love marched me forward and carried me into your arms. I drew close and near to your heart. When I paid attention I could feel it beating with time. And when I listened closely its cadence began to step with mine. Mine. Is what I thought you would always be. Forever and always , for eternity. But love is insightful, just as it is blind you see. For Ive always loved you, but never did you love me. I sounded off my love up front for all to see. Presented my heart, my arms, my all for you unconditonally. Even though I knew I was just plain crazy. But your command and strength overwhelmed me.\ Honor. Courage. Commitment. I honored your word , and believed you honored mine. Had the courage to boldly proclaim I love you, and put my heart out on the front line. For you, for us. Committed to your every need and wish. I put aside mines. The more I gave, the more I took away, and now I am just dying inside. As the elements of ,my being grew more into depth with yours, I could feel myself drawing closer to your heart. And slowly its cadence fell out of line , and we fell apart. And now my love for you draws to a halt. Blame me all you want, but it is not my fault. I have been fighting this battle long enough. I have taken the bullets, I am wearing the scars, and amongst the rebel I am trying to fix the pieces, fit them together once more, But I am clueless to who you are anymore. Stead fast, hold still. I said I loved you and always will? Oh. Easier said than done. For my patience with waiting for you has slim down to none. Sir, this broken heart is requesting permission to recover. From you. For you are the reason for all of the hell that I have been through. I don't hate you . I salute you. For allowing me to see, that its time for me to move on, and be squared away. Enough is enough. This heartbreak ends today. Im putting this hurt to rest. Yes, rest is what I really do need. I don't need your attention, Save the melodrama please. I now stand alone, but I stand at ease.
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