maybe.
a word i never liked to hear.
it was the word people used to avoid an argument or disappointment;
the word mothers used to get their children to shut up
naive me would celebrate quietly to herself, filled with this false hope that maybe meant probably
16 year old me now knowing how childish it was to believe two words with completely separate meanings could ever co-exist with one another
but when you said forever
i thought to myself maybe, just maybe
child me threw herself a party, throwing confetti in the air, screaming at the top of her lungs
while 16 year old me rang the doorbell so many times her fingers bled
so how come i let myself be fooled by a naive little girl who hadn't even learnt how to tie her shoes yet?
maybe.
-kenzie
YOU ARE READING
numb.
Poetrythese are the words inside my head that i sometimes just need to get out. and hopefully you enjoy reading them
