I wish that I could unmeet you. . .
I wish that I could untouch you, unkiss you
Unlove you
Unmiss you
To see who I'd be—after all this timeI long to press on—to not push away every good thing for me
And to love as I used toBut I will always be her:
The "Me" after "You"
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In My Skin
Poetrya series of words stitched together as a result of my brain vs my heart. enjoy.
07-2 whole years
I wish that I could unmeet you. . .
I wish that I could untouch you, unkiss you
Unlove you
Unmiss you
To see who I'd be—after all this timeI long to press on—to not push away every good thing for me
And to love as I used toBut I will always be her:
The "Me" after "You"