love, ouch, poetry, psychic poetry

For A Dragon

And then I remembered how easy you made me laugh,
How little effort it took to talk and make light of the world.

It made me sick to think of the times you were gentle when I was damaging.
And when you left I convinced myself that I was right.

Keeping you would have been destructive.

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