loving me

she was
a wild beast
that’s the only way
I can describe her
a beast
and she lived
as a wild thing lives
free of rules
of constrictions
and i’ll admit
i tried
i tried so very hard
to tame that wildness
to claim her as my own
but she was wiser than i
she knew
a wild thing caged
dies slowly
until there’s nothing left
she knew
she wasn’t destined to be tamed
so she ran
long before i realized
she was ready to go
somedays i’m grateful
for in trying to tame her
we would have hated each other
and other days
well
we all have other days
but that’s the price i suppose
of loving her
of loving a wild beast

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