Why did we ruin us by thinking?
Why didn’t we just continue to feel?!
Now every text is calculated and
to be honest I’m terrible at math!
Trying to fill the spaces you occupied
just days ago is emotionally laboring.
I want to go back to the moments of tranquil
intimacy we shared that felt so easy.
Like just laying across your lap or chest
as we vibe to our mutual love of music.
Or laughing uncontrollably to some
corney joke only you and I find funny.
Why did we ruin us by thinking?
Why didn’t we just continue to feel?!