Constantly
I take notes
And the things I wrote
Were never thoughtless
But more part of the process
Of falling in love
And bliss
Broken apart
Above this
Divided by horniness
Sure causes a mess
Breaking something is never clean
It seams
Pieces aren’t always puzzles
Things
Don’t always go back together
Things
That stick together aren’t always magnetic
Let it
Go to show
That watching from a distance
Is easier than to know