Water Was Never My Enemy
Your love makes me feel like a cactus in a pond —
out of place, unsure I belong.
Your love makes me feel you deserve so much more
than what I have to give.
Why are you being nice to me?
asks the cactus, to the pond —
I only know how to survive,
not how to live.
I'm not asking you to bloom,
let me show you —
stay a while, and find out
water was never your enemy.
You are loving me again,
says the cactus —
and this time, I let it.
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