Love would slip through her fingers
like liquid, seeping through the cracks
and no matter how hard she tried,
she couldn’t hold onto it.
Convinced the fault was hers
and hers alone, she stopped trying.
Avoiding love and anything
resembling it.
Then a love came along,
that changed her point of view,
showing that when love is real,
it comes in a solid form.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart 
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