No thorns means that it is not a rose

It is so easy

to fuck it up and run away.

Just run away and start new.

A new honeymoon

a new six weeks on a pink cloud.

No storm to ride out

no rain that falls.

But no rain means to not experience the feeling of shelter

No storm means to not experience forgiveness

No holding on means to not experience the strength of love.

No thorns means that it is not a rose.


© AngelikaJahn 2012

pic: google

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About blue

I am a divorced single mum to a teenage kid, and at present re-emigrating to my homecountry Germany. Writing helps me to clear my thoughts, but as well to turn sadness, fear, and regret into something beautiful and release it from my heart.
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