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In the end, you will leave
You will say my arms have become thorns
Too piercing to hold
You will say I am no longer enough to drink in
That my waters do not run deep enough
In the end, you will say this face is too familiar
That the eyes that once held promise have become binding chains
In the end, you will go
Because I have always known
That your touch was measured
You never jumped and your feet never touched these waters
In the end, you will say it was not my fault
That you needed something more
Something that I was not, something you could not define
In the end, I will let you go
Because I know that we are blind souls looking for the light
That the search is all we know
That standing still will be the death of us.
Written by Jodek
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6 Comments
McGray
November 07, 08:33This piece is touching. But maybe i can never understand why ppl feel so depressed cos of break up. When sum1 says/shows he/she doesnt love u anymore isnt dat enough liver for u to move on??
Pink Panther
November 07, 08:50If only it were that cut and dried.
Kerr
November 07, 09:19It’s not as easy as it seems .
Chandler B.
November 08, 09:51Very nice piece.
“In the end, I will let you go
Because I know that we are blind souls looking for the light
That the search is all we know
That standing still will be the death of us.”
These last few lines say so much. Everyone is searching for something that they don’t know or can’t define with words. And a lot of times we find them but they aren’t the way we want and then we keep searching.
The search becomes endless.
Pink Panther
November 08, 12:13Speaks to you, doesn’t it? 🙂
Chandler B.
November 09, 22:06Loud and clear.