Love Grows

Angst;
A feeling.
My gut is in knots.
I’m a part of your story;
Seeds in your pots.

Made to grow love,
I’m watered with hate.
And, I’m needing the sunshine,
But you give shade, so I wait.

Patiently;
Believing in you;
Believing in us;
That our love will come through.

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