For What it's Worth
Another poem by Tru Essence
Another poem by Tru Essence
For what it's worth I tried to care
I wanted to care
I held care closer than a heartbeat some days
Slow motion laughter accompanied a caress of love
The way we spoke of love without saying words
The way we made life feel amazing amidst our individual and collective struggles
Your struggle was mine and mine yours
I wanted to care
I held care closer than a heartbeat some days
Slow motion laughter accompanied a caress of love
The way we spoke of love without saying words
The way we made life feel amazing amidst our individual and collective struggles
Your struggle was mine and mine yours
It was different
We were different
Who was I with you
A girl made of glass
Sometimes smudged
Sometimes too fragile to handle
Yet withstood torrential downpours threatening my structure
We were different
Who was I with you
A girl made of glass
Sometimes smudged
Sometimes too fragile to handle
Yet withstood torrential downpours threatening my structure
I, she, we still stood
We were different
We were different
For what it's worth
Love never completely leaves
Love prioritizes my needs
Love chooses me when no one else does
Love is not selfish but refuses to let me self-destruct
It is the cause and cure of every ache my soul has endured
Love never completely leaves
Love prioritizes my needs
Love chooses me when no one else does
Love is not selfish but refuses to let me self-destruct
It is the cause and cure of every ache my soul has endured
Children can wipe away tears before they fall
We never quite returned to that understanding
"I don't want to see you hurt"
A child that consoles knows more secrets to life than the old and the foolish
We never quite returned to that understanding
"I don't want to see you hurt"
A child that consoles knows more secrets to life than the old and the foolish
We cradled hope in shared thoughts until one day one of us let go
Maybe both
Maybe love was
Maybe love won't again
But for what it's worth
I wanted to care
I held care closer than a heartbeat some days
Until there was no rhythm left to hear
Maybe both
Maybe love was
Maybe love won't again
But for what it's worth
I wanted to care
I held care closer than a heartbeat some days
Until there was no rhythm left to hear
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