I keep falling for words because it might be the closest thing to true love I’ll ever experience. Words damn sure breaks my heart like it anyway.
I fear thunderstorms because of
the unpredictable noise and chaos.
I also fear the aftermath…
New emergence on slippery roads
that leave your heart wide open for
potential collision and heartache.
Everything you’ve said
makes me want to runaway.
You don’t want a relationship &
you’re not sure about marriage.
I don’t know how to be
in this space without hope.
I don’t know how to stay in
a moment without a future.
This feels like a set up…
An experience for you,
And heartbreak for me.
Do I truly miss you or
Do I just miss the routine of you
Do I miss your voice or
Do I miss a sound that etched itself into
my auditory processes day after day
Do I miss us together or
Do I just miss the companionship
Do I miss you?
She won’t walk away
Because the love was lost
She’ll run when
She finally loses herself