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You Drew Out the Shadows From My Darkened Soul
Prose Poetry
Oh, how do we fare, love, in a world gone mad?
The shadows linger in every corner, and I’m lost in a labyrinth where every dead end is another shot to my heart.
But there you are, the light of my universe, making the difficult seem easy in scattered fragments.
What would I do without you? I don’t want to know the answer.
Every word you speak is a balm to my senses. You are the calm before the storm, and the waves on the shore seem far off when I’m standing beside you, your hand in mine.
Once, I would have said my problems were as numerous as the stars in the sky.
But that isn’t true — not with you.
You are the unshakable foundation, and I don’t think anyone could ever break you.
Sometimes I feel weak by comparison, but I’ve seen the scars on your hands.
The strength you have has been won over time.
Why can’t I be more like you?
When did I start believing the happily-ever-after was possible?
Not until you, you, you.
Let the shadows come for me, if they must. I’ll still be able to see your light in the darkness.
