1-1-22
I sat on the sink
And listened to you thinkI've waited and wanted for so long
Imagined this moment to every songAnd now that I can finally hear your voice
I'm now faced with a choiceDo I continue to try and move on
Or do I let myself slip and fall into your conI though I was over you
Just like you were over us tooI was so wrong
Hence why I'm in this stupid fogEven from thousands of miles away you still have me
Maybe I never wanted to be freeFor 5 months you've ruined what I thought of life
And for 3 of those I've been cut by a knifeI love the way you laugh
Because it made all of my flimsy walls crashAs much as I wish I could leave you in my past
I can't get over this feeling- it's going to last"Should do that more often"
To be honest, I would do it until I was in a coffin"It was good to see you yank"
"It was good to see you too Aussie"And you will never know how good it felt to not have my heart broken for an hour and 30 minutes
This hurt and this light all starting on some September night with a Guinness
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Just Below the Surface (January to February 2022)
PoetryPoems and prose from the first two months of 2022. Ive also included a bonus poem from 2021 at the end.