If there’s two of us then who gets the soul who gets the spirit

Or it doesn’t fit, it never fit, and we’ve never learnt how to deal with it

How we don’t fit, how we stretch it too thin.

The memories streaked with me and her

Or me and him

Or

Us.

But don’t I have a soul? Answers the question.

We knew that one in our core,

But fleeting feelings and I love yous aside nothing has happened.

Not one true hint.

I’m slow, I forget the details, I overlook.

Think too much

But they don’t get me anywhere they just drag me into nowhere

That one pops up a lot, it is a true statement

I borrowed

And stole.

None of it matters though

Word for word

It’s gross

How it is, this is me looking,

Just seeing the wreckage like

Good job kid you tried a guess.

What else to do when it’s run out?

But this belief we hold,

It’s one of those talk yourself around in circles

Treat others as you

Bullshit things really but

Love doesn’t die

It doesn’t matter how jaded or torn or shredded or waterlogged or weak

It has become

It still lives under the surface like a shark waiting to

A dolphin waiting to jump through the surface

In a moment of glee so like that time so like what I wanted with you so like

But in a second the dolphin is gone back below the waves and

The distance between us is so palpable

It’s like a heavy sheet,

Pressing in all around me

Sometimes it feels like it blocks my nose

I wish I could stay in those moments,

I wish I could still believe in love,

In the love I have to give or offer,

But I have yet to see it.

And seeing is believing.

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