We.
We were something like an ignorance, an unknown feeling.
One we never discovered, because you didn't want to.
And quite frankly, as I reflect on what we were, the ignorance persists.
We were never together,
but we weren't nothing.
We love each other,
but we aren't in love.
We can't be together,
but we don't want to be apart.
We were a figment of our own imagination, nothing like what we imagined we'd be.
And now we've separated we into you and me.
YOU ARE READING
don't forget me.
PoetryA compilation of my poetry, the diary of my distress, the warmth of my heart. Everything that I need someone to hear.