Setting you free
Taught me
That love can be bitter sweet
You are not mines to keep
The hardest lesson to learn
Unconditionally can mean
The memory of it can still hurt me
Every now and again when you call to check on me
My eyes burn and my chest stings like a bee
Your voice sticky sweet pouring through my phone like honey
Making the words become trapped at the back of my throat so I can’t speak
I have to remind myself to not be selfish
That this time is what you need
Your
Face
Smile
Laugh
Voice
Remain so lovely
Your rainbow kaleidoscope soul and heart of gold continue to blind me
Soul mate I,
I couldn’t stay angry
In my heart you live rent free
Even if you do not belong to me
And one day you find somebody
Letting you spread your wings
Allows you to experience happy
Thats all I ever want you to be.
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