Don’t ask me why. I don’t even know.
You made it clear
where you stood
at the first
hello.
Yet here we are, in this room
One side, I
And one side you.
The space between us, easily crossed
May as well
a stones toss
In a ravine, down below
Eating me up
With vertigo.
Mind racing, I fight the urge
To sit up
And purge
Everything, I’ve wanted to say
And finish with
A kiss
A pray:
That maybe what you said was wrong
That maybe we could dance this song
And maybe you would kiss me back
Surrendering to my attack.
About the Creator
Cassandra Warren
Mom, USAF veteran, Lupus survivor, and aspiring writer. Take a stroll inside my mind.
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