After We Fought

TukE
1 min readOct 24, 2024
Serendipity

To you, my muse

My sweet-heart

The culmination of my wants and desires

I long for you

The poundings in my chest cannot stop until you're here with me.

Yesterday I angered you,

And for that,

I am still sad.

Depleted,

For I feel I have fought the good fight

But have nothing to show for it.

My dear,

You are my dream,

I can envision a future because of you

And yet the musings of my heart do not settle

They ramble on

As though in defiance of you.

It is as if you were an alien

And my body is fighting hard against you.

My dear,

The Lord brought us together, may no one tear us apart.

I petition him, for I would very much like to continue on with you.

I just feel hurt,

Immensely

Because I hurt you - accidentally I hurt you,

Not knowing, I hurt you

Not thinking, I hurt you.

But now, I blame myself for your pain and hurt.

I need to forgive myself,

I need to not hold myself to account

In order that I might love and accept you again.

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TukE
TukE

Written by TukE

To you my God, my Silent One, the Author of my life. To you do I dedicate these writings, in your hands are my thoughts.

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