#love #shewrites
I let myself love you, despite how hard you were to love. You were like a warm fire after a long storm but I got too close and ultimately got more than I bargained for.
Your love was passionate and enthralling maybe that's why I was blind to it's shortcomings. Too many times I bleed in the name of our love- your love.
Loving you was like taking honey from a buzzing beehive, sweet and painful all at once. And even when the facade came tumbling down I already had too much damage to my heart and soul to care.
The irony though is that these scars are a remainder of you and there you were actually here, mine to love and hold. And I don't want to lose the memory of you even if it was not all picture perfect love it was love. I don't want to lose that.... like we lost us.
You broke me and yet loving you felt right. We cut each other one too many times but we were two pieces of the same clothe. I hated that I loved you but loved having to hate you just as much I wanted to love you.
The memories might be painful but it's the closest I'll ever get to you again. Our love was twisted but I have never loved that hard.

© @NatalieChilikwela