i would never admit it
but i walk the long way for you
i stay still with your hand in mine for a little too long
i stare at myself in your eyes a little too often
because maybe
i'll time it right
maybe
i'll pass you
and maybe
you'll look at me
and smile
and i'll see the smile seep through to your eyes
and even though it's just a maybe,
ill always walk the long way
YOU ARE READING
shadow work
Poésie"diving into the unconscious material that shapes our thoughts, emotions, and behaviors,"
