Not Easy to Love.
I have a bitter taste
for reciprocation,
and am quick to slip I love you.
If and when I do find
myself rooting,
pruning my rough edges
so that I don’t bleed you out,
love finds me.
Like wildflowers,
my heart aches and yet,
it blooms in awry ways.
Hope blossoms in me.
here. there. everywhere.
I am not easy to love,
very difficult to keep loving
but if and when I do feel loved,
I’m quick to slip I love you.
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