Why do you want me when you have someone else?
The 2nd choice…
I shouldn’t be a thought that crosses your mind
You tell me that Im on it every single time
I don’t understand how you can’t get me out of your head
When you and someone else share the same bed
You want the best of both worlds and you’re honest about it
I wonder does the honesty reach the person that you’re with.
Is it something that they know that’ll make them tick
Or Is it something that they tolerate or something you told them to deal with
It’s scary to think you can’t have someone to yourself
Because no matter how much gifts, affection, and love has been given
They could simply be thinking of someone else
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Juwann Cook
I feel like poetry are the things that we want to say but society will look at us weird for the feelings that we have about something or someone, to make it easier for ourselves and others we just put it in writing.
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I promise her. I'd do anything for her. She's my mom. Even as Lanie and Deanna are flying home, Mom is scrappy fighting dying. She lays too still in that too-big bed with all the toasty white hospital blankets, in the south tower, at the broad end of a long slow-turning corner that delivers me again to her private room with the view she can't see through, with the beeping that tells us nothing new, and all these ice chips she can't swallow, and a flood of well-intentioned nurses who cannot do a damned thing all the same.
By Christy Munson6 days ago in Fiction
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