I do not claim to possess the expertise
Neither have I the tools, to fix you
But you don't have to hide your pieces
I'm here to love all the broken parts of you
I really do not mind the fact that
You're like a mystery in a maze
And I'll have to make many U-turns
To get to your heart at the center of this maze
But I'm getting too old now
I'm no longer the gazelle sure to outrun the lions
So I would not chase or run after you
This only works where we meet at the middle of both our efforts to love each other.
©Lextreme
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