The last message you sent me
was two weeks ago
and it had read,
"see you."
Though I did not know
when
or where
or how
I finished another book today
and I got mad
so I hastily lent it to a friend
and told her to keep it
The ending sucked
not because it was sad
but because it was beyond
this world
And I finally understood why
you didn't read books
I didn't stop reading, though
I picked up a new one
brushed off the cover
and turned to page one
This time,
without letting you know
YOU ARE READING
The Middle
Poetry"There's a fine line between the beginning and the end, and we were simply caught in the middle."
