a Lover and a Sinner When I was younger I used to practice love a lot. In each and every way. I turned it inside out, outside in and investigated every inch of it, each and every day. I loved love and I still do. But today I know it is, so much more than just a kiss. I married too quick and could not help loving others on the side. Eventually they all found out I was a prick and I had nowhere I could hide. Somewhere there I found myself, looked at me and shook my head. Realised the foolishness of trying to find true love in a bed. There, in the mirror, was the man I had just found. It was him I had to love and not each and every girl in town.
Rebecca Broberg
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