We tried.
You got tired.
Then left me.
Your lips pronounce
"I love you",
another "I miss you".
Now you want
to try again.
But only where is the magic in that?
It broke down.
You messed it up when you said goodbye.
Are we supposed to set another dating date?
Instead of 29 let it be another day?
Grant it that feeling of excitement that we felt the first time?
That doesn't feel right.
Because where is the magic in that?
And it is no fairy tale
restart something
that is likely to end the same way.
YOU ARE READING
In Order To Grow
Poetrybecoming something I've always deserved to be empowering my soul and my mind fighting for me