Knowing you by peekabooitsjeru

Knowing you, hurt me.
Knowing you, brought pain.
Knowing you, felt great at once.
Knowing you, made me happy.

But in the end,
Knowing you, drove me insane.

Please set me free by hecblogger

I don’t love you anymore
my dear, please set me free
please move on, I implore
I don’t love you anymore
whatever it was, is no more
this dead love let’s bury
I don’t love you anymore
my dear, please set me free

I found these sentiments on July 12, 2019, by two separate people about the almost identical concept. It’s one many of us who inhabit this earth has faced at one time or another. I’ve sat with both pieces for about two months now and this is the conclusion I’ve reached…

I will add that it only applies to some loves. 🙂