They Told Me...
They told me that love is being able to let go,
That love is letting the loved one be free.
I tried that.
I let him wander, let him leave.
I let him spin me around and walk away.
It hurt.
But I bore the pain like a medal bright,
I bore it well and smiling.
He laughed.
He saw not the thorns I treaded, my feet bleeding,
He was happy and I pretended I was too.
I wasn't.
But they were right and love was strong,
For what else could it be?
Foolishness.
As the Mermaid danced for her prince, I shall do the same.
Like her too perhaps, I shall pass away softly like foam.
By Lady of Scartha
© 2005 Lady of Scartha
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