If you asked me if I liked you I'd laugh and shake my head, because my feelings for you were never as simple as that.
Is anything that simple? it seems all so complex, like a million horses hooves beating across a bridge under the same moon that shushes your kids and where do we go when we're elsewhere and where are they when they're home
you can easily look at all seven billion of us and laugh asking simple questions like "do you like me" like everything is so simple and easy but where you smile in the scene of your lover another cries in the hands of their mother another dies in the hands of a doctor we all wonder why, how, when, and do
do you like me
as if that really matters. as if the world isn't bigger than me and you
YOU ARE READING
Milligrams and Micronothings
PoetryBecause in the end, all those milligrams and micrometers are nothings, right? and in the end, i am just a girl, and in the end, you are just a reader, a reason, and eyes. A collection of random sometimes dark (mostly) and weird type poems. if you re...
