the hem of his garment
—
for he so loved me
he gave his only...
he gave his soul for mine
he gave me grace
he gave me healing
he gave me...yet
i didn’t have him
he didn’t have me
for he so loved me
he stayed
he felt like he was always leaving
and some days, i pushed him away
for he so loved me
too late i ran to him
and he loved me all the same
for he so loved me...
he gave me his last life
so that i may have faith
that i was worthy of being saved
for he so loved
because he loved me
i love him still
dw | 1.16.21
rxgs| 1.17.22
About the Creator
ren s.
he,they | queer trans writer interested in topics of modes & rules of social engagement, class, gender, and social violence.
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