You and me
Only just me
Just you
Present only in ink and paper
Ink in pen the potential
for misinterpretation
For joy
For just you to become just you and me
Or just you wanting me
Me wanting you is
Slowly but surely
With each mailbox crawl
Becoming an empty pen
No more to say except
“Hows the new job?”
Ink drying up
And scrawled:
“Hope you’re doing well.”
I’m not
but
I will be
I will be
A pen with new ink
Ink for someone
Someone that’s not you
I will be
Over it
I will be.
Aug 9, 2011
Aug 9, 2011 at 8:14 PM UTC
You and me
Only just me
Just you
Present only in ink and paper
Ink in pen the potential
for misinterpretation
For joy
For just you to become just you and me
Or just you wanting me
Me wanting you is
Slowly but surely
With each mailbox crawl
Becoming an empty pen
No more to say except
“Hows the new job?”
Ink drying up
And scrawled:
“Hope you’re doing well.”
I’m not
but
I will be
I will be
A pen with new ink
Ink for someone
Someone that’s not you
I will be
Over it
I will be.