I fell in love and
became a better person–
after the heartbreak
So much love to give;
She did not love me back;
I repurposed it.
No longer careful,
I now love with all I have
and to all I meet
Tag: poetry
haiku number two
i spent far too long
changing myself for myself.
not sure who “i” am
i changed for myself
for who I thought I needed
to be to be “me”
it is exhausting
and i’ve never felt this lost
just finding “myself”
you probably want
a resolution of sorts
but i’m not there yet
Ann
it’s hard to tell people
out of the blue
how much they mean to you
like
how much they really mean
~
really:
you have an eye for all things extremely beautiful
and a little bit broken
so i’m surprised
humbled
blessed
impressed that you found me
(the complete opposite)
really:
you’re more of a friend to me
than i will ever
be able to express
or reciprocate
really:
ur rad as heck
Running to Catch The Bus Across A Parking Lot of Black Ice: Haiku
the next bus doesn’t
come for another half hour.
i’d be late to work
all i have to do
is strategize a pathway
and try not to die
i see the bus. it’s
coming around the corner.
it’s now or never
~
everything hurts
i shouldn’t have left the house
life: 1. me: 0.
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