A poem, inspired by Sparrabeth, that I wrote Post-AWE.
She loves him
This is what she tells herself
As she waits,
Counting the days
It is not that hard
She declares
But wonders if her life
Will go to waste
Weeks turn to months
She begins to grow numb
Until an unexpected visit
From an old friend
Who always was much more
She smiles at him politely
But her eyes reveal her pain
And he asks her
Why not stop this?
Why not walk away?
She tells him the same reason
She continues to tell herself
It is her duty and her burden
She will медведь it on her own
He offers her a chance
To get out and be free
And though in her сердце she...
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