Poetry: an unfinished stream of consciousness part II

You II

 

You

picked up my pieces

although yours were crumbling.

You

held my doors open

although yours were closing.

You

guarded my flame

all whilst yours was dimming

and you crafted with love

while your own heart was breaking

and you ached

but you smiled

somehow, always, with me.

 

You

never doubted your strength

to carry us both

but I did.

 

 

You II, BM- 01/09/18

 

 

There will be a third and final part to this little story soon.

Thank you.Β πŸ’›

 

 

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