And yet you
have that power to make me
feel this way.
This
confusing way that tears
me apart inside.
But because this
reminder is etched onto me,
I can remember.
So I lift my
chin up, look forward,
and hope.
you treat me like this and play me like a fiddle
yet I still stick with you whether you want or not
you play my game when I stop because
I was getting to learn who you are
I really wish that
I can see you right now so
that I can hug you
I make you laugh;
I make you happy.
You make me want to
live.
Thank you for being
my friend.
It’s like another slap to my face. Another pain in my heart. Another crack in my life. And I don’t understand why.
Why?
Even though we are far, far apart, I am still reminded of the little things. I almost laughed at that little memory. It was funny. But it also brought a pang inside me. It hit so bad I almost stumbled.
You said many things to me. And I trusted you. Despite getting hurt over and over again and again, I trusted you.
So, why are we like this?
your nigga pants just
makes me laugh out loud even
when I am alone
damn these feelings that arises the moment the sun sets they are always lingering always haunting always there you try to push them away you push those silly thoughts away you try you push them far into the darkest corner of your mind yet they are ever so persistent rising up to its peak where they torture you at high and you can barely think straight let alone attempting to even try every minute feels like forever there is no one to turn to no one you can share and they only one who can heal you that one person that person is not there
Palm trees are still
The air is chilly
The area is dim
Crickets whistle their song
Birds call their greetings
Rise is playing
The sun rises
We are comfortable
Simply like this
Like this