Linda Marie Van Tassell
Untangled - Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell
We can pretend that you care,
but you don’t and I won’t
let you take me there.
I’ve held on to the thinnest of thread
seeking to sew what I never could,
built castles of sand within my head
wanting much more than I ever should.
I’ve whispered my heart into your ear,
half-painted my soul for you to see;
but time and distance have made it clear
that you do not feel the same for me.
I’ve plucked the truth among the daisies
seeking solace in fields of glory
and found my voice singing your praises
staring at the end of our story.
Tangled and twisted upon the vine,
I choose to unloose this fragile knot
that gripped too long this spirit of mine
to the point my own had been forgot.
I will always love you forever.
This doesn’t mean I do not love me;
and if I never see you ever
know that I’m happy as I can be.
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