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I wanted to tell you I'm sorry for all the words left unsaid,
things I didn't do,
places I didn't go.
I wanted to.
I was afraid to be seen.
I didn't want it to envelop you.
Grasping through the darkness,
your spirit replenished luminosity.
I felt intoxicated,
drugged,
awakened from my hibernation.
I wanted to keep you the way you were,
unscathed.
I wanted to tell you that I needed you,
to trust in the possibility that you were different,
to propel myself heart-first,
to stand in my truth.
I was afraid you would see the weakness there
and exploit it.
I wanted to tell you how I pined for your acceptance,
validation.
I was afraid you would think it childish.
I preferred to keep a safe distance,
close enough to observe the brightness you exuded,
far away enough to retreat into my uncertainty.
I didn't want to feel,
to be exposed,
vulnerable.
I failed.
I felt many things.
I wanted to tell you who I was,
what I believed in,
countless words that ached to be spoken into existence,
to be heard,
understood.
I couldn't give them a physical voice.
I wanted to be indispensable,
a soft place to land,
a beacon in the storm.
I wasn't.
I wanted to tell you how I felt,
abandoned,
to blame you for my emptiness,
to get an explanation,
an apology,
reassurance.
You didn't
because I didn't.
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Your poems are so raw... Such a strength to be so vulnerable. Just lovely.
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Very nice observation of a point in a relationship: "I preferred to keep a safe distance, close enough to observe the brightness you exuded, far away enough to retreat into my uncertainty."
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Thank you!
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I think if we were all honest, many of us would pen such thoughtful and emotional prose. Nice to read something that provokes one into contemplative thought and introspection. Nicely done Miranda!
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Thank you for your encouragement. This is a very special poem to me.
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Thank you so much!