I am her.Not to be held or loved,But used and discarded.The temporary solution To a permanent problem.The obsession.The lapsed boundary.The bad decision.Only chosen once,Yet, lasting a lifetime.Her.I am her.Gaining love Only in secret places.Blinded darkness,Masquerading as light.Hiding ugly scars.A facade Of okay,Of not alone.Her.I am her.Yearning in the lonely night.Pain in the solitary holiday.Broken, misguided … Continue reading Her