having a night alone
i pause at this strange feeling
of feeling possibly "too" alone
like,
if i died while crossing the street
and if they did not find my phone
nor my wallet
would they ever figure out
who to call?
being human is strange
but being an adult is even stranger
i think of this as i am pulling my helmet off
in front of my house
looks like i made it safely after all
looks like we often think the worst
but often we surprise ourselves
and i want to surprise myself
i think of even more things
as i sit typing this
and even now
i wonder
if i did die
while listening to a new favorite song
tonight
as i crossed that street
would she care?
does hating someone even allow you to care?
to be affected?
would she pause
tonight
at all
and finally forgive?