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Shades Of Green
He’s kryptonite
And Superman
His strength guards me and protects me, yet he is my biggest weakness
He’s a mystery
And an open book
At times so pure, real and honest, other times closed off and guarded
He’s the hero
And the villain
Always saving me, yet causing my demise as well
Why him?
What’s so special?
Why is he the one?
To make knees weak
To turn cheeks a shade of crimson
To steal a heart, without even trying
An icicle heart
Frost and snowflakes
Driven to eternal winter
By all those that have come to call
Pain was the first to enter her life,then lies came to call
Spite, jealousy, rage and heartache came courting shortly after
But in a simple smile she finds solace
Warmth
Sunshine
A golden heat
An undeniable, invincible summer
The thaw begins
With him there is light
Happiness
Joy
Healing
Love? No, there’s no such thing
But within him, lies all she’d forgotten and more
It begins as an easy game
Simple child’s play
But something simple slowly becomes
So much more
A puzzle, a riddle
A chase
Black and white
Yes and no
Up and down
Hot and cold
It’s here and there
But as always, it can only end one way
It continues on
Back and forth
On and off
She makes excuses
But in the end
She needs to decide
But not today
Tomorrow?
No
The next day?
Maybe…
Most likely not….
Someday she’ll let go
Break the ties that bind
Cut the heartstrings that keep her in his grasp
Move on from this love
That never even was
Someday she’ll do it
But not quite yet…
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