Thursday, March 21, 2013
day 187
You were never an almost lover. I would not allow you to be. I hear you toss around the word "care" and I watch you stumble over your words. You hold rib cages close and pretend to call it home. You touch the small grooves on my skin and close your eyes. Never dreaming. You were never an almost lover because you never wanted to be. Please refrain from thinking of me. You only see me as skin and leg and a lack of commitment. Please stop blaming me. Please just stop stooping so low. There is only so much a person can take and my skin has become a ghost tracing its finger across your face. You don't feel the cold. There is no change in temperature.
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You were never an almost lover because you never wanted to be.
ReplyDelete_this poem is memorizing. I can completely relate to this sister, love. It is amazing how connected we remain although we are so far away. I will hold this quote in my heart. Debate putting it as my status because I am unsure if he will realize I thought of him as a clicked "post." I am elated at the fact that you are able to put my thoughts into words.