I was asked about you tonight, a simple question that made my heart squeeze.
I took a few moments, somehow thinking that pausing would undo the answer that was to come from my lips.
I kept it short and sweet, somehow hoping that the heartbreak wouldn't show through my voice.
Their response was an optimistic scenario that made shaking my head harder than I ever imagined.
It was a thought I had lots, but one I knew I needed to stop having as I voiced the final word,
'No."
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Chaotically Organized
PoetryWelcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Chaotically organized and sh...
