Meanings

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“And that night, I learned
what it meant to fall in love.”

In the mourning, I knew the truth. It wasn’t something I ever wanted to know. You see, I needed to grieve what was left behind all those years ago. Somehow, along the way, I’d forgotten just how much I’d lost. And I couldn’t help but think all that loss would mean I would lose you too. Who would want to be with someone with so much damage. More than just the physical scars, it went down to the marrow in bones. My emotions were tainted. Mentally, what remained was broken in a way nothing could ever fix. But you stayed. You assured me you would never let me down. That you were by my side for good, no matter how much bad happened.

© Sarah Doughty

That night, I learned
what it meant to have a friend.
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3 thoughts on “Meanings

  1. Beautifully written lines about Love and Friendship. Yes, despite the scars we all carry we might find someone who truly understands us, who does not abuse us, who does not limit our already conditioned freedom as human beings. Someone who treats us as a subject, not as an object. Just someone who respects us and loves us for who we are. Excellent piece! 👏

    I want to share with you a post of an artist-writer who is a great friend of mine, Mario Savioni. He is a far better writer than myself and, like you, an awesome writer. Unfortunately, almost no one pays attention to his blog or sends comments to him. I think Mario’s lines are a fierce defense of feminism understood not as women superiority over men (Jeez, no gender is superior to any other!), but as a manifesto for gender equality and equity criticising the evils of Capitalism as well:

    “She is almost always concerned with how she looks. She engages in meaningless banter with her best friends in open-air venues, and she never quite connects with his eyes but expects him to see her and to engage her and this is all that is going on against the backdrop of capitalism, a male construct, supported by women to rise above other men by enslaving them too, to keep tabs on their growth and competitiveness.

    No, if women want to be free, they have to fight this greed and fear. The sense of scarcity causes men to take what does not belong to them. They have nothing else but the occasional stray broken from some relationship that revealed dependency and thus ugly truth.”

    Taken from: https://savioni.wordpress.com/2013/06/21/i-am-a-paragraph/

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    1. I love Sarah’s work too! Be sure to leave her a comment on her blog too. I went to your friends blog and it is just “my opinion” but the request NOT to reblog is a huge disincentive to sharing his work and getting new followers. If you know him, you might want to have a discussion about his prohibition. The writers I reblog get additional free exposure to my followers and many readers start following people because they discovered someone on the reblog I made. I hope he will reconsider his prohibition on reblogs!!!

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