You’ll reinforce my worthlessness with the flick of your arm; but don’t worry, I’ll cause you no harm. I place too much of me in all aspects of my life; I give my everything; to me it’s no sacrifice. I’ll give you my shirt, my jacket too, you know there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do—I’ve shown you that and how deep my love goes; I’ve proven myself, I won’t betray you to your foes. I’ll have your back through thick and thin it’s how I am with all of my friends. And when you stab me and cut me down; don’t you worry, I won’t make a sound. You don’t need to fear or watch your back; I’m not a snake I won’t attack. If you ever need anything, you know how to reach me—I’m not hiding or plotting: there’s no malice in me. I know too much what it’s like to be betrayed, so I’ll forgive, not forget, but still treat you the same. If I’ve loved you before, then I still do; it’s a different kind of love—one that’s foreign to you.
Always, if you have everything in the world, all the faith and wisdom, but you have no charity, no love, then you are nothing; you have nothing.
“And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.” 1 Corinthians 13:13 KJV
2 thoughts on “This Is Different”
Wow. This trilogy was written so wonderfully. I love the three act structure of dealing with pain. You really know how to go beyond feeling and command emotion in your writing. It really hit home to me. I love it.
This is a painful subject, and I was afraid I couldn’t catch it just right. So thank you; I will keep writing.