February 1, 2023
A memory popped into my mind,
The image crystal clear.
I can see the sunset behind your head,
And feel the way my affection creeped up my throat,
Simply from gazing at your face.
A memory popped into my head,
The feeling as if I was still there.
I can see the trees blurring past as I rest against your side,
Somehow lucky enough to have you drive all this way,
Delusional to think we'd do this so many more times.
A memory popped into my head,
The beating of my heart painful.
I can see the way I cherished you with all of my being,
The way I never wanted the drive to truly end,
To keep your hand in my hair for as long as possible.
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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...
