You're way ahead
I can't even get out of bed
You're doing great
and I'm just fine
You're moved on
My brain
still stuck at rewind
I can't seem to get you out of my mind
YOU ARE READING
Two Years Late
PoetryA collection of moments where rhyming was necessary. Short, simple poetry; yet, those who relate - too many. Weird titles for humor, but that doesn't make the poem experience less painful. Those titles are painful to me though. You'll see.
