Don't know what told me inside myself to
Look you up.
Seeing from a glance where you are now in life
Was worth a thought of suicide.
I'm not going to do it.
I won't beg for you to talk to me again.
I'll never be on my knees but my feet are
Always taking me in the opposite direction.
This is not love, but either way a loss
No matter
How we choose
To live our apprehension.
Looking at your page and photos
Remembering how I let you put your hands
All over my naked body even if I
Didn't want to.
I would rush home and sit in traffic on the highway during sunset on a summer night.
I would throw on a dress to see you
Even if I didn't
Have time to.
Guess the stress of our love and trying to see you lead us here.
In the other direction.
Ex marks the spot.