The Words Left Unsaid-Poems

broken triad

Take me somewhere where it can be us three again.
We know we're drifting apart because of this.
I miss it just being the three of us.
Just us talking about the future.
Everyone else is occupied with the small things.
Nobody else could listen to me talk about space and life for hours.
I want us back.
I know we're busy.
We have our own lives.
But if we don't stick together, everything we had will fall apart.
I don't always want to be alone.
These people feel like fillers.
I want to find a place where we can be together again.