I thought I knew pain -
The pain of unrealized dreams,
of crushed hope,
of heartbreak.
But you,
in your unconditional love,
Soaked me in this bitter-sweet pain
of having you, but not quite.
Your vast love
is my country,
And your sunshine, your breeze,
your rain - all are mine to live.
The pain is of knowing
That I can lie in your grass for now,
Staring at your beautiful star-lit sky,
But I can't make it my home.
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