Meet Me In the Middle
Meet me in the middle. Is this how love dies?
You’re changing. Why can’t you compromise?
Things used to be so easy.
What happened, sweetie?
You could find
me
on your mind
if you’d let things be
how they were naturally!
Let love shine again from your blue eyes.
Meet me in the middle. Is this how love dies?
Nov. 19, 2018 for Emile Pinet's Andaree Poem Poetry Contest
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