2011-27
I always thought thatlove was measured by the
depth of my affection, but
now I know our love is
weighed by the breadth and
scope of my fear.
I lay staring into
the dark, counting each
breath you take, the muffled
sounds of you sleeping
familiar and yet now,
suddenly strange.
When did you become fragile?
When did that weight
become more than you
could bear?
Poetry by Minhocao
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Written on 2011-07-20 at 11:28
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