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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