if it was mine,
if it was right,
why does it feel like holding on
to something that keeps letting go?
why does it ache like splintered bone;
like the sting of a light too bright;
like pressing a bruise to remember the pain
or waiting for rain that never shows?
if it was mine,
if it was love,
why does it feel like mourning
something still alive?
May 18, 2025
May 18, 2025 at 1:08 AM UTC
if it was mine,
if it was right,
why does it feel like holding on
to something that keeps letting go?
why does it ache like splintered bone;
like the sting of a light too bright;
like pressing a bruise to remember the pain
or waiting for rain that never shows?
if it was mine,
if it was love,
why does it feel like mourning
something still alive?
empty thoughts
