I saw the etching from miles away

Something you pick up right away

Long lines like your waiting for them to release the newest phone

My heart sank

Those scars on her arm
I wanted to tell her everything would be ok
That things got better

But those scars were old and long healed

I spelled your name out
in the letters of my soup

Hoping the universe could tell
I wanted you back

I ate the first letter
then the next
and so on

You lived in my head
free of charge

And you know what I miss the most about you

Your name

there’s so many things
so little time
so much hate
so little love
so much responsibilities
so little leisure
and so on and so forth

Her voice echoed

one of constant criticism
she loved but
saw things through an extremely
narrow horoscope

She loved too hard
too much that we couldn’t see it

She loved so hard
her words stung us
we couldn’t appreciate them

she loved so hard
she did things
that our bellies couldn’t appreciate it

she loved so hard
she taught our minds
but our souls couldn’t appreciate it

all her words echoed
on my beautiful brain

one that I taught to love
because there is more than one way
to things

Love could be easy
or hard
or balanced

love could use kind words
or mean words
or well thought out words

love could be pizza on Fridays
or cauliflower on Monday
or both without judgement

love could be an easier approach
or a harder approach
or be consistent to what you preach

the dust settled on the box
in the attic

all those random puzzle pieces
that didn’t even work
told to work

generations of random puzzle pieces
settling into its ways

And the pieces together
make the ugliest pictures

The world is full of sad people

that’s why it is the way it is

my pen slide

and my heart poured out

it literally poured out

why don’t you believe me
i’m a genuine person

at least i try to be

you
you
you just don’t get me