what do you call that? by Angela Thomashe knows everything. i told him about the married
man i dated, no, fell in love with. the boy who broke
my heart when i was still just a girl, fresh in the big city
with wide eyes and a sprint in my step.
how my mother passed and it didn't break
my heart, because my heart was already shattered.
he knows how i tremble inside when it comes time
to share my art with other people.
and how confused i get about all this relationship crap
because frankly, i don't know how to deal with an experience
i've never had before. he knows exactly how i feel about him
even if i don't say the exact words. and he knows
what i hope for, but don't expect, in the future.
he really knows. and he's still here. 12/10/2012 Author's Note: i am living gratitude. thank you, thank you, michael.
Posted on 12/11/2012 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas
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