Same coin, different side

And this man wrapped Jesus around his shoulders;
he wore him like a robe

baptized on a Sunday morning; I swore
I saw a halo shine above his head

He used Jesus as a reference to my heart
and I accepted that resume with
no reservations– willingly wrapping
my dreams around his.

My first mistake was believing that
made him different…

–Evy Sutton–

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I want to tell you…

I want to write about love. I want to tell you beautiful things about it. But I can only tell you how it hurts when you love the wrong one. I can only tell you about sleepless nights because you can’t hold back your tears from the sting of being dropped off of a cliff, plunging into darkness.

I want to write about love. I want to tell you how much they feel like home. I want to tell you they will fight for you. I want to tell you it’s received with trembling loving hands. 

But I can only tell you about lonely nights of doubting yourself and wondering what you did to be abandoned. I can only tell you about re-reading those messages and screaming how you missed the deceit. I can only tell you about how you slowly die from giving love to the wrong ones. I can only tell you that no matter how much of yourself you give to them….they still leave…..

I wish I could tell you about love..but I can only tell you there is no closure…there is no explanation as to why they left you so quick. I can only tell you about loving them the way they want to be loved and how it still ends with your heart broken….and you care too much and they don’t care at all…..

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