i know
“i know there is no us
i've known it long enough
to stop saying it out loud
but knowing
has never stopped the wanting
i know the story
i've lived it once before
i know where the silences grow
into distances
i know how it ends
and still
here i am
hoping you'd be the reason
i was wrong
maybe i am
maybe this is just me
building a home
in a place that won't have me
but maybe
just maybe
we could be different
this time
not the version of us
that fell apart in the quiet
but the one
i've been writing in my head
since the last time
i let you go
i have no hope for us
i want you to know that
i just can't seem to stop
hoping anyway”
more poems
if you leave
there was a time you'd get mad over nothing a missed call, a joke that landed wrong, silence that stretched too long
wasting…
am i really wasting my time, time on that one person
howling her name
what i remember most is howling her name, throwing it into the dark like it still owed me an answer,