Real talk here,
Sitting in that computer lab before school
I was at ease with you, so
It was a surprise when you pulled my hand
Closer to you
To look at the cuts
Lining the space underneath my thumb
Some more real talk,
Your blue eyes still swim in my memory
How they burned when you told me
I had to stop
I told you I would
And I didn't
But we both knew that
What I didn't know was that
You would stop talking to me
Leave me behind
To wonder what I did wrong
I hadn't yet learned how to
Exist without apologizing
So I wondered
And hoped you would come back
And, years later, you would
You came back to tell me
Something I never thought I would know
You gave me a reason
And I am so grateful for that
I was so grateful to know that
You had not gone because I was not enough
Thank you
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We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
