What kills love?
Only this, neglect.
Not to see when you stand before me,
Not to think of you in simplicity,
Yet so diverse and explicitly complex.
to choose you out of habit,
And not desire.
to say your name without hearing it,
And to assume you are mine,
When I can never be yours.
My next sin,
Derelicting ourselves,
Neglect and disregard.
What feels like a stab to the heart,
And the crack of a skull,
One of the most heartbreaking to all--
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
What kills love?
Only this, neglect.
Not to see when you stand before me,
Not to think of you in simplicity,
Yet so diverse and explicitly complex.
to choose you out of habit,
And not desire.
to say your name without hearing it,
And to assume you are mine,
When I can never be yours.
My next sin,
Derelicting ourselves,
Neglect and disregard.
What feels like a stab to the heart,
And the crack of a skull,
One of the most heartbreaking to all--
