abyssia

she gave
she gave too much
you understand
more than he wanted
more than he needed
smothering even, with
too many questions
too many fears
too much of her

he took
he took all that he could
you know how it is
he took what she gave
he took a bit more
hungry, he seemed
focused
intense
strong, he was

she is spent
he is hurting
you've seen it
the anger
the guilt
the pain
yet they both despair
both finding themselves empty
ultimately, alone

yes, i speak of the angel
of the angel and the demon
of their paths
of their love
the clinging
the cleaving
the rending
the rending of hearts
the rending of souls

one soul
once split
never to heal

there may yet be time for recompense



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there are some wounds not even time can mend