You don’t understand me, like how a bird knows to build its nest.
You picked at the wrong sticks, and now the fragile nest has come undone.
I don’t want to hear from you, like a wife waiting for word from her soldier.
Your steps carve cracks in my heart. Soon, they’ll engrave your name.
Oct 25, 2024
Oct 25, 2024 at 9:02 PM UTC
You don’t understand me, like how a bird knows to build its nest.
You picked at the wrong sticks, and now the fragile nest has come undone.
I don’t want to hear from you, like a wife waiting for word from her soldier.
Your steps carve cracks in my heart. Soon, they’ll engrave your name.
#sad #relationship
Request permission to use this poem