Word Art

Words are my art My power, my life And if used in such fashion Twice as sharp as a knife Always aware of my passion My true talent and meaning One person polished it bright Brought out strong by one being To him I'll always be grateful Though I doubt he's aware We were closer than close once But severed the bond that we shared Redefined did we That lost meaning of love For a time did he Protect all the above For once I was not the strong one Everything hard did not fall to me The most agonizing thing I've ever done Was leaving him, for loving him, and protecting he