I want to apologize
every time he touches me
because I’m so sorry
it’s not you.
You know I tried,
right?
Or doesn’t it count-
so long ago?
Or doesn’t it matter
at all?
I hold tight to hope
while shadows push their way
as far as they can go,
take everything they can…
They can’t
take this-
this part that’s been waiting.
You know
I always wanted YOU-
right?
October 12, 2009 at 9:06 pm
The fragmented lack of story here is driving me insane bexter. You’re just trying now aren’t you? Just TRYING to make me crazy with curiosity?
You write so powerfully but so naturally and it’s fantastic.
Just wanted you to know.
October 13, 2009 at 3:44 pm
Thank you
Your words are good food for my spirit.
And yes, I am trying to drive you insane. It gives me job security.