Your freedom is on the other side
of my door.
You never behaved as if there were
any limits on it.
If you want to leave, then leave.
Why do you cling to me
when you want to warm the beds of others?
Am I a safe harbor for you to sail to?
Does my foolish love wash away your sins?
Do you really think I will forever love you
more than I love me?
Don’t forget that my first novel is available on Amazon: Little Rebellion
Also you can get my poetry books: Rehab and Identity crisis