Poetry, Short Stories

Meant to be



One day I said
a pray of pain,
asking God, from my heart,
to erase your name.

Instead, I was consumed
with so much love,
the feelings I’ve tried to avoid
have doubled somehow.

Is this some weird test,
to make me crazy?
Or am I trying to fight
something that was meant to be.

Eventually time will tell
I suppose,
but for right now
Only God knows…


Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: March 30 2017
Originally published: March 31 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard

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