I have a feeling
if I asked you my burning questions
(what do you think about before you fall asleep?
how do you feel about endings and beginnings?)
you'd tell me
"stop it with your new age bullshit"
or
maybe you'd be more understanding
forgiving and caring
and give me genuine answers.
You are mystery and intrigue
something I can't quite wrap my head around
so I continue trying to understand you
with my own intellect.
it doesn't make sense to me
but I'm sure it makes sense to her.
your match.
it can't be me.
YOU ARE READING
Bare Bones
PoetryA collection of poems following a personal tale of heartbreak and healing. A note about the layout: Part 1: crave is the beginning. The inner workings of my relationship. The struggle we had with love. Part 2: ache is the breakup. All of the p...
