Friday 6:12pm 10 August 2018
I look at you and I wonder
how you moved on so fast.
I have a man on my shoulder and I try.
"he never cared for me,"
I'd tell them as my voice begins to break.
they'd shake and send me off with a soft smile,
"that's just impossible."
but I think I know what you look like
when you loved me.
you did not ignore me.
you chased me,
you felt me
and tried to understand me.
what happened to your obsession
with meaningful
face-to-face conversations?
now, where are you?
YOU ARE READING
「 days without you 」
PoezieDear Dennis. This is when you took everything away from me, and it may have been the best thing you've ever done for me. . . . . jours sans toi ⟶ translation: days without you
