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I get it (sort of)

by Agnes Hall

I get it
it’s not okay in my mind anymore
I think things
but they aren’t real

not to me
not to you
they are pretend

so today I won’t love you
because my love is too pure

it’s real and you won’t have it
I will keep it
and renew it
and give it
when there is someone
who won’t play with it

but if that wasn’t your intention
I am sorry
truly
but you’re absolutely terrifying

you might be what I need though
so I feel this now
but wait until the morn
when you have
decided to bless me with words once more

05/06/2012

Posted on 05/07/2012
Copyright © 2025 Agnes Hall

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/07/12 at 03:53 PM

I think a lot of things that aren't real, too. This has so much to offer.

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