By hollywoodfox
Date: 2017 Oct 19
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I Wore Black

Freedom, I was.
I kept my existence certain,
Anywhere and everywhere
I didn't have to put down roots.
I have solitude.
I have crazy hours alone.
I have one relationship:
With me.
I miss myself.
I need space
I listen within,
Alone, uninterrupted.
Loneliness, once again.

Love claims the age of 34, late.
I got married.
He was calm and peaceful.
I look back at the explanation:
No ceremony formality.
I wore black.
I am a rebel.