I love you.
Despite.
Regardless.
I love you.
Pain,
And the mystery of your
Absence,
Departure,
Sudden silence.
Wounds,
And scars.
Anger,
Frustration,
Resentments.
Nightmares
And deprivation
Of sleep
Of peace
Of hope
Of love.
Hollow things,
Missing pieces,
Emptiness and
No salvation prayers.
For an unknown reason,
You returned.
I fought my demons
And won.
And I love you.
Not because.
But regardless.
I love you,
Despite.
-Noemi Garcia Rigsby
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
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