How are you still this perfect
As you hold her close to you and she laughs
You promise you still love me
She is a coping mechanism after all
For the gates and walls and soldiers
That hold us back
How does she not care
How does she not know
How do we not know
That it's a back and forth
Game of checkers
That you always win
YOU ARE READING
Notes To You
PoesiaWords that fill my brain, while I lie staring at a bright screen, with a red filled arrow beside your name.
