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I never believed in love
until I loved you
and then it ruined me.

Not you.
The way I loved you.

It made the word love
uglier, holier,
sharper than scripture.

I didn’t say "I love you."
I bled it.
I begged it.
I buried myself in it.

And now when they say “love,”
I see your face
like a curse
I asked God to keep.
 Feb 2024 Hadrian Veska
Alex Teng
We fell in love by chance,
We stay in love by choice.
I want to be your playmate
Dancing on the bubbles of our joy.
I want to be your everything
Providing all you need and more.

        I want to be your hiding place
        When storms of life surround you.
        I want to be the face you see
        When you wake up forever.

                 I want to be a steady beam
                 To light the ways we travel.
                 I want to be part of your life
                 As long as God will let me
                              ljm
Written in 2006 and lost in the clutter.
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