Your friendship confuses me.
You speak healing words, but we’ve never been healed.
You send me cards and letters,
The ink bleeds,
Questions run off the page.
I do not know how to handle your hugs.
Drawing in tight reminds me of times,
Entwined, together as one.
Pushing you away forces you to stumble,
Falling backward out of my life.
Trembling, I hold you lightly.
Basking in bitter taste,
Touching sweetness,
I move forward,
Ever on the precipice.
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1 comment:
Sad but beautiful and intriguing. Keep writing!
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