You Asked Me Why I’m Like This

I have always been the type
To like things that are concrete
Things like the ocean
Things like nature
Things that you can touch
Because you know
They will always be there
Reliability is what I crave

So forgive me
But I’ve always struggled
With the concept of God
And I continue to struggle with love
With the idea of being loved
Because you can’t touch it

You can’t hold on to it
Or make sure it never leaves you

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About savannahlyn

I write to articulate what my tongue cannot
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One Response to You Asked Me Why I’m Like This

  1. oiseauxwords says:

    ain’t that the truth.

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