“when so many are lonely... it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.”
I have aunties I have buried And now I'm trying to find the time
A man of Silver is what she needs
And what I dripped just lays beneath
Reflecting all I couldn't be.
I dream that Birds have been taking notes of us
And now the roles reversed.
"Let not the bend distort your focus. "
when will it be if...
I guess that's just how I feel. I tell myself to forget about this person. Then I write about them still.
I see your face even when I close my eyes and try not to find you.
I wear many shoes daily and feel the active force behind it.