Boundaries

It's hard to say today or any 

other day. I love you

you see and I don't want to

create that empty look in

your eyes. Maybe God can

help. You, who have put your 

boundaries second your whole

life and suffered as a result of 

that tiny mammoth knot welling 

in your throat, rotting. Suffocating.

I don't want to slowly suffocate

to death like you. The resistance 

deafening in plooms. Resentment

clogged. I want a clear path. And 

clear fences. And clear, crystal 

clear Love, when it can be given. 

If not, at least a Love that is

organic. Tick. Boundaries. 

Why are they so hard to hold?

Because, because I think my whole

life I have done what I am told. 

Let them unfold, let us unfold. 

Let us be just what we are not what 

we're told. It's hard to say today

or any other day. I love you

you see and I don't want to 

create that empty look in 

your eyes. Maybe God can

help. 

 

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Artur Hulboj

Mon 25th Dec 2017 01:48

Beautiful I really enjoyed reading it 😃.

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