“Grief is Only Love”
“Grief is only love
That has no place to go”
And I think I’ll grieve you
For the rest of my life
And I can understand now,
It’s not my fault,
My love knocked on your door–
Banged, kicked, squeezed in the cracks
You’d barely open the door
The chain lock still in tact
You’d let some seep in
But what I gave could never
Fit through a crack
It engulfed the house
Raided the trees
Tickled the clouds
And finally I can see
That it is up to me
To step off the porch
And take my love elsewhere,
But I’ll never get back
What you keep locked inside
And I’ll grieve that
For the rest of my life
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love how you use the house metaphor to get at the difficulty of moving on