March
I’ve known you more than
Forever
But lately it feels like we
Never met
On that warm March night
Under the stars and in that overbearing feeling of
Forced awkward small talk and politeness.
Who have you become?
Who have I become?
Those days we’ve bathed in our love
Can be counted on both hands but
The feelings of guilt,
Anger, frustration,
Fear of not being enough,
Immense emotional pain and
Worst of all
The need for this all to end
The want for a life without
Us
Can be counted by the stars
We were under
With that overbearing feeling of forced awkward small talk
And politeness.
ANH
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