Of Uncertain Connection

Of Uncertain Connection

A Poem by Ada
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Were we even lover, why wouldn't either answer make a difference?

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Collect me in the grey of my harsh words

Listen to the oceans behind my drooping eyes

Time was a foolish wasted thing

I ruined the best part of our love

With the temptation of fear and my past

I will love you, and I do and will for more on

Because I am sick of  being in the burden of being scared

It doesn't make me feel weak being vulnerable to you

I only feel a reminiscing regret for making you regret me at times

Love isn't easy, of coarse not, but finally feeling like a whole person

Your knowledge made that clear to me after all my worries

I'm not even sure if you love me as much as I do realize

But it doesn't matter to me anymore, because you made me a boat

Where I could no longer fear my past or my future

You made me see that in this life that I needed to be someone I loved

So I could be loved and not torture the both of us.

© 2016 Ada


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Love is amazing, when it happens it brings both scare and happiness, scare of indecision and happiness of feelings... Your poem reflects the thoughts of a heart that has turned into a very wise one... Very well presented work... Superb job... The poem projects thought provoking effect as well as a very good flow through out...

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Dhiman

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is a nice piece dedicated to a special someone, what happen?

Posted 7 Years Ago


Ada

7 Years Ago

Fought too much because I was scared of love. Now were weird friends and it makes me feel better abo.. read more
sinNsincerity

7 Years Ago

a tough place to be stuck between...
As long as you love, love will come to you.

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Added on July 2, 2016
Last Updated on July 2, 2016
Tags: poem, love, life, self - discovery

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Ada
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