Can it be August?

Wrote this listening to: Team

You make 5 hour playlist

To begin reparations

On topics that could never heal.

You’ve never known what it’s meant to settle

No home

No bed

No commitment

Experiences speak volume.

I’ve had security all my life.

Stable support

Stable home

Stable love

When we clash we can trust.

When we’re apart I can’t trust.

I was my best self when the memory of you had died.

Sometimes I wish I left it six feet under.

This bridge was my fault.

But I’m so ready to burn it.

Poof.


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