Give and Take
a poem
That which was stolen from you
that you gave in good faith
only to have it thrown in your face
will that priceless love ever be returned
or robbed for good in bad faith
leaving a gaping wound in its festering place
Only time will tell how that lost time will turn out
but something tells me if it’s anything like real life
it will end in a shitty way because death always
brings out the worst in people, isn’t just something they say
Can time be returned
the first-time ever relearned
love ever really earned
Maybe you don’t count
what you gave
you don't regret
the love you gave
Instead, you say —
they must have really needed it…
and sit peacefully with the unconditional love you gave away.
Lindsay Soberano-Wilson is the editor of Put It To Rest. Casa de mi Corazón: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir is available at lindsaysoberano.com. Find her on Medium, Instagram, or Twitter. Lindsay…
