i can't help but wish
to look at this
and reminisce
of a simpler day
a time cut short
where we could both pretend we were happy
and get lost in each other
and what is this anyway?
i know for sure that it isn't what it used to be
there never used to be a need for
careful deliberation
we never hurt each other
but it seems like that's all we ever do now
grasp at straws and hang on
for this
always for this.
this comment covers your last three poems...
ReplyDeleteyou get better all the time.
thanks :)
ReplyDeletei'm glad.