{"id":72890,"date":"2020-06-28T00:48:03","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T04:48:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=72890"},"modified":"2020-06-28T00:48:03","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T04:48:03","slug":"a-four-letter-word-i-still-do-not-understand","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/a-four-letter-word-i-still-do-not-understand\/","title":{"rendered":"A Four Letter Word I Still Do Not Understand"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Fall in love with me,<br \/>\nClose your eyes and let my voice guide you.<br \/>\nLet me show you just how blind love can be,<br \/>\nBecome my favorite 3 AM poem,<br \/>\nThe one I can never finish because perfection is not rushed,<br \/>\nAnd because I can never stop writing about you.<\/p>\n<p>I loved you, but I never had the courage to tell you.<br \/>\nThere was always a feeling that you would outgrow me,<br \/>\nAs you moved on without me,<br \/>\nI realized no matter how much I tried to hold on,<br \/>\nYou let go and put the idea of us away,<br \/>\nSomewhere between the 4-hour calls and the 4 years of silence.<\/p>\n<p>I often create an entire universe that revolves off you and me,<br \/>\nBut in this parallel universe I lose.<br \/>\nIt turns out no matter where we are wrong seems to be the right word for us,<br \/>\nSo as you lock away the feelings you have for me,<br \/>\nAnd I set mine free,<br \/>\nI finally have the courage to close a chapter of my life,<br \/>\nA chapter that has been opened for way too long,<br \/>\nAnd a chapter you wrote off way too early.<\/p>\n<p>I guess it is true,<br \/>\nIf you love something, let it go.<br \/>\nIf it is truly meant for you it will return.<br \/>\nI let you go when all I wanted to do was hold on for dear life,<br \/>\nBut I was always the one who came back,<br \/>\nMaybe because I loved you too much,<br \/>\nTo see anyone else as right for me<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fall in love with me, Close your eyes and let my voice guide you. Let me show you just how blind love can be, Become my favorite 3 AM poem, The one I can never finish because perfection is not rushed, And because I can&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1425,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-72890","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72890","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1425"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=72890"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72890\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":73221,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72890\/revisions\/73221"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=72890"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=72890"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=72890"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}