the storm awakened my fears
my fear of loosing
the wind carried away my tears
the tears of knowing
Sigh, the more i love you
the more i hurt
Nigh, the more i know you
the more i face my truth
i curse the love
that make me feel
jealous, instead of
being indispensable
insecure, instead of being adorable
i embrace this agony
and the irony of being human
for i gain much more
for loving you as a woman
no matter what is said and done
my flesh starts its engine with you
the more I open my heart
the more I brave life with you
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