count to three
he is different than the others--
I've already seen.
breathe out slow
I know he will get back to me.
breathe in again
counting slower to three
what if he's exactly
who I feared he would be?
breathe out some more
forget that benefits of doubts are all I know
breathe in
he taught me what a kiss is supposed to mean
but maybe he was numb, like past-kiss me.
breathe out No.
breathe out it's fine
breathe out these memories of moments cannot lie
breathe in
maybe I care too much
maybe I just showed it too soon
maybe I'm cursed by the number 2
breathe out
soft hands
soft eyes
soft kiss
breathe in
soft, delicate me.
breathe in why do I always end up here?
breathe in a love completely governed by fear
breathe in why do his feelings decrease
breathe in the more he gets to know me?
breathe in why did he show up just to leave?
breathe in at a time when God knew that love was my greatest need
breathe in how do I manage to jinx everything good that happens to me?
breathe out it's fine
breathe out it's going to be fine
breathe out this is just another time
breathe out it hasn't been quite right
breathe in it's fine
breathe out one day it will be
breathe in and I can stop
breathe out hyperventilating.
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