I don't feel the ache of your absence.
You're right here beside me.
I don't shed tears over you
Or worry about what you might think of me.
On the contrary!
You're my best friend.
I'm weirdly comfortable around you
Maybe too much so!
And I would crawl on my hands and knees
Torn and bleeding
To the ends of the Earth for you.
But without that hollow sickness in my gut
I don't know if I'm in love with you.
Isn't it supposed to be terrifying
And feel like pining?
YOU ARE READING
A Place Where No One Can Find Me
PoetryScreaming poetry in the void. Hoping no one I know IRL sees it. That'd be super awkward. Anyway, I was looking for a place no one can find me.
