Love is a underlying theme in much of my writing. Erâth, the fictional world of my novels, is a world long-bereft of love, and so it is all the more potent when our main characters feel it for the first time—having never known of its existence. Love is, I think, an underrated quality in our lives today; something too freely and carelessly thrown about, without regard for the deeper meanings behind it. We fail to recognize true love, we confuse it with lust, we think it will solve all our problems … when I believe the truth of love is deeper and more powerful than all of that.
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Did It Hurt?
Did I upset you
when I told you how I felt?
Did it hurt
when I spoke my truth?
Did you wonder
where it came from
or why I hadn’t said anything
before?
The wounds of our life
can fade
and even though they scar
they eventually cease to hurt
But this new pain …
New, and yet so old
one you never thought to feel
again
Oh, this pain
for me
will last.
The Man Who Never Was
There was a boy, once;
alone,
and scared,
and filled with the blackest thoughts
of life and death
and love.
The boy cried,
and bled his veins,
and scarred his skin forever
because he thought he knew love.
But love cannot last
(or can it?)
And the boy grew into a man
in all ways but one:
deep, down inside he remained a boy,
filled with the blackest thoughts
of life and death and love.
The world saw only the man
and couldn’t understand
when he huddled on the ground,
trembling—
screaming—
crying.
The boy, fighting to get out.
So they helped him,
coaxed him,
taught him to be a man—
the man they wanted him to be—
when all he wanted,
the boy deep down,
was love.
And now the man trembles,
and screams,
and cries all over again
Because,
as it turns out,
love lasts forever.
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