What if I just loved you?
Didn’t try to change you
didn't try to make you love me back
didn’t worry about being taken advantage of
being overlooked
lost
forgotten
wasted.
What if I trusted you
to mean what you say,
believed you
the first time,
took you at
your broken word?
Would my love bear fruit?
or would I find myself
haggard and parched
drained of every last drop of self
I have?
Are you worth that risk?
the loss of me?
Eleven years ago
you thought I was worth it.
Can I do the same?
