the sun comes out eventually
because she loved me
i was torn apart
unloveable, unhappy, unworthy
because she loved me
i couldn't leave
no option and plenty of reason
because she loved me
her hands hit harder
and she threw me away because i wasn't hers anymore
because she loves me
i am whole
renewed in the light of her warm, loving soul
because she loves me
i'm not afraid
my dreams are my own
because she loves me
her words mean more
and her soul holds mine just as stars hug the night sky
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