Sorry for Being a Jealous Cow


Sorry for being a jealous cow

And not trusting you.

Love should have moved me to believe

That what you said was true.

If I love you, I respect

Your being and your word.

To love someone and live in fear

I see now is absurd.

But love it was that made me fear,

A narrow, winding love

That twists itself around itself

To chain what it can't move.

A love of desperate need, not joy,

Of codicils, not song.

A love that grasps instead of gives,

Most weak when it's most strong.

So please forgive my lack of trust;

I know much better now.

Love's parody will not again

Make me a jealous cow.

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