Wild horses






I realise now

True love is the absence

Of guilt

Knowing that you’re giving everything

Holding nothing back for other possibilities


It’s looking into her eyes

And seeing precisely what you feel

Reflected back

No longer feeling like an imposter in your own life

No acting required, no lying to yourself or to her


It is built on easy certainties

In the calm silence that never screams

To be filled

True love contains no transactions, that’s commerce

Any love that involves accounting is paid in lies.








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