Posted in Poetry


i can only love when it isn’t real
when it’s unreciprocated and virtual
because i love the idea of love but not its reality

you see, i finally got clean
so i can’t just let you be my fix
to me, real love is only ever a bad hit

let me breeze in and out
let me dance around the conception of “us”
let me trample over your heart if it saves mine

it’s not you it’s me it’s really me
i can only love you as a concept
if that hurts then you can begin to imagine how i feel

kiss me through the phone
love me through the screens
don’t get too close or make it real
i’m not there yet and i don’t know if i ever will be