You said I did not give all of me to you.
You were right; I kept some of me in reserve.
The reserve was an island to escape to in the event of separation.
I made the mistake of relenting and giving you all of me.
When the hurt of separation came, it thundered down upon me
With a twisting pain that permeated through my whole being.
I had given up my island of reserve and my parachute to safety.
There was nowhere to escape to; your betrayal cut my soul the core.
A love that knew no bounds was now obliterated
And like fine dust particles from broken glass,
They were blown away by the wind,
Never to be seen again.
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This was aching. But hauntingly true for many of us. Nice work Ronnie
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Thank you.
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you’re welcome 🙂
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Ronnie, thanks for all your “likes” on my blog and for this. I know this kind of pain. It is all-encompassing and relentless.
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Thank you for your empathy, Ellen.
If you copy and paste LITTLE BIG TOWN – SOBER into my search box, I think you might like this song.
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Unfortunately, I couldn’t get the link but thanks.
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Click this: https://ronnie-s.com/2019/08/12/little-big-town-sober/
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