You can split yourself across as many bodies as you want but they will never fill the hole in your heart
I don’t know why I did it.
I am so sorry.
Why do these words pervase the human race?
Stop stringing words together like
you don’t really know the reason why
hurt people hurt people.
How can you claim love
when you still have one hand
deep in the pages of someone else’s book of poetry?
Love fast love hard they say,
but what about loving without fully closing our previous book?
We always forget how strong gusts of wind are
and you had loose pages you couldn’t hide anymore.
I just want to loosen this
pull you have on me but
you are the sun and I am mercury
stuck in orbit.
where are you in between today and ten years?
It’s not a mathematical equation;
50 percent here 50 percent there
80 percent now 20 percent tomorrow.
My yesterdays a collection of polished rocks I keep
locked away in a blue velvet pouch.
Magnifying glass broke from bending to see the future
when all it’s been inspecting is the past.