It is easier for me to say goodbye than to come up to say hello
Today was rather disappointing.
I left someone waiting
And that's the worst feeling in the world
The cold is a double edged sword
A rather confusing poem was received
I am to make a drawing from it
Every time I read it I get a different interpretation
But I have to wait till an image comes to mind, from reading it
Over
And over
And over again
YOU ARE READING
Things I could tell you
Poetryincoherent, inconsistent ramblings about a person trying to reach a consensus with itself
