Today, Love: An Anthology of Self

love that leaves

Every time you leave

I become unsure

whether the ground beneath me

is stable.

And there's a note taped

to my window sill

of words you once thought were true.

a visual reminder that you

love me...

loved me.

You've got me dazed

but mostly just confused. Because

when you're gone I'm alone,

and when you're here, I'm

neglected,

but at least it's by you.

I was drowning and you kept me afloat

only for my ship to

dash against this island, deserted.

Now I don't know

which direction is home,

and I lost my compass somewhere

along the path

from me

to you.