With love


With love 

my mother kept me alive,

And taught me how to count

from one to five


With love

I cried in an empty room,

Vowing to never let a man

decide my doom


With love

I was speechless,

When he knelt on one knee,

as the sun set on the glistening sea


With love 

I beared the pain of giving birth

To a child more beautiful 

than anything of this earth


With love

he cried over my body

as my spirit slowly left me


Love after all

makes life worth it.

With love,

Everything is just bittersweet

22 thoughts on “With love”

  1. Very beautiful! What's the world without love? Not somewhere I'd want to be. It definitely makes the world go round 🙂

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