And I am sorry if I hurt you.
But we were balancing on a stepping stone.
One that was beautiful none-the-less
But darling we had kingdoms in our horizons.
That I could not see
From our little stepping stone.
I am forever grateful to you,
For pushing me away from your chest
And towards my kingdom come.
Copyright © Julia Ford | Year Posted 2018
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