I wish your love wasn’t absent.

I could only lose.

God changes a willing vessel, one who allows Him to lead.

We were defeated in the end.

I can feel myself pulling away from you.

This poem is about feeling used and abandoned.

A lover should be gentle with your heart.

Her heart grew heavier with every passing year.

This language is used in ancient times, even used at border areas in eastern India, Russia to the north, south coast of the Persian Gulf to Egypt, and the Mediterranean in the west.

Don’t let yourself be used by anyone!