Intense longing
Is what I used to feel
For what he took
Was not his to steal
He ran away
My heart in hand
Makes me wonder now
If this was always his plan
Good riddance to you
Is what I now say
I never needed
My heart anyway
For who wants or needs
The potential to be broken
Should have thrown it away
Before it became his token
ยฉ 2018 Michelle Cook
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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And thanks for sharing this one too! ๐
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Happy to share your posts with followers, M
xoxo ๐๐น
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sounds like the sort of thing you might need cake and wine to get over
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Mmmm… definitely. Has got to be chocolate though. ๐
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Hearts mend. Mine did. โบโค
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Thank you Lord! Lol… ๐
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Wow so deep!!! But God mends all brokenness of the heart that He created to love Him โค
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Great reminder! Thank you โค๏ธ
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Bless God always! You’re welcome!
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Nice!
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Thanks! ๐
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