Thursday, August 7, 2014

I drew a line for you.

Most people would see this word and think of how lucky this person was.
She. Or he. Was loved.
But I. I see a past tense.
A person who once, loved. A simple act. But it was in the past. Does that mean, she does not love anymore?
I asked myself. Is it possible? To have loved, and then to never again feel it?
Maybe because the heart grew tired.
Or it got too broken to feel anything.
But what if.
It was because it was a one time thing, and that heart couldn't take that big of a feeling.
It couldn't handle loving another heart, so it just stopped.
And it couldn't find another space, another way, another attempt, at loving, again.
That heart, thus then describe the person.

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