you are to me what he was
but maybe more
i look at him and I feel how i once felt
how i feel for you
but with you, it is a rushing wall of sound, noise, feeling and touch
and with him it is a silent ticking time bomb
waiting to explode and
capture me in the detonation.
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Results of a Restless Mind
PoesíaA book of poems created by a sleepless mind and an open heart "I'm sorry that my heartbeat is louder than my thoughts." Completed 11/8/20