You told me once when we talked about the things we carried
That I was a little too vague
And I thought then, and still do now
That it's because I'm a little too vague
The things I carry aren't set in stone
They are abstract and unsure and hard to put to words
They are feelings and thoughts only half-formed
They are like lines of a poem never quite heard
So, I carry the snippets of long-he...
Tuesday 29th November 2022 11:33 pm
It’s hard to look at pictures of me from high school
You’re in all of the stories
The prom after-party, beside me in chorus
And now we don’t speak.
But if you called
I wouldn’t hesitate to pick up the phone
Drive anywhere you needed me
But we don’t need each other anymore, do we?
You could say that I missed too much
You and he are no longer together
You were so many ...
Tuesday 29th November 2022 11:26 pm