I wanted to fly, but you weren't ready to grow wings.
I wanted to touch the sky, but you weren't ready to reach that high.
I wanted to swim to the ocean floor, but you weren't ready to hold your breath.
I wanted to see the center of the earth, but you weren't ready to dig.
You were never ready, no matter how much I wanted.
I wanted to let go, but I was never ready.
I guess we have something in common.
YOU ARE READING
Senseless
PoetryMeaningless words put together to hopefully have meaning. Short poem-like stanzas and quotes. **All writing is mine unless otherwise stated. Cover art by: @sweatersinspace