“All That Reads”
For a while we believed we understood the severity of the situation, it was easy to see, but it wasn't all that we've read. Trust me when I say, all that reads are not merely fiction. We come to a moment when it seems to not make sense, we halt, and we think; We wonder even if it's enough at all. All goes missing in ourselves, and some return, some say goodbye, but I hope it isn't a goodbye. After all, all that reads never really truly say goodbye.
(1719 | 052920)
YOU ARE READING
Not A Goodbye
PoetryStuck between a goodbye and a promise to stay, and it became too overwhelming to make any sense so I wrote. I wrote again and again, multiple times within a day or another, until it became this. I'm not done writing, but at least the feelings have c...
