Sunday, April 29, 2012

sonnet one hundred nine

no matter the times you
walk away from me
i know i will ache for
the sound of your footfall,

no matter the times you
choose to reside in silence,
i am certain i will crave
the fierceness of your arguments,

no matter the times you
doubt what this heart holds,
i will find a way to prove you wrong,

no matter the times you
stop to reconsider how we began
i will continue to stand without end.

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