Whatever hold you had on me
Has gone.
And yet you want to reject me
On your terms.
Your misguided ways:
They will not hurt me again.
intotheindigo
My muse's quiet amusement
Whatever hold you had on me
Has gone.
And yet you want to reject me
On your terms.
Your misguided ways:
They will not hurt me again.
intotheindigo 
Sorry this gave me a chuckle, because it’s true. 💙🦋
Nothing to be sorry about! ☺️
That is the aptitude when love stops working. I liked your poem. Its determinant.
My greetings and a good weekend
Manuel
Thank you Manuel… You are so right, I realize you can only love those who welcome it. I appreciate your comment. Have a great weekend as well ☺️