i know
i know i know
it was never my place
it was never going to be
me.
tangibility
was a made-up word
but i thought
maybe
if it sunk its fingers
deep enough
into my flesh
the line between
“probable”
and
“plausible”
might fade enough to cross
with a bridge built of
“maybe”s.
i’ve a bad habit
of only letting myself
ache
for the things that are
so minutely
out of reach.
(a heart half-cracked
a mind
beaten down
a life twisted by fate.)
just once
i closed my eyes and smiled
because really
aren’t all injuries the same
if they heal?
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
i know
i know i know
it was never my place
it was never going to be
me.
tangibility
was a made-up word
but i thought
maybe
if it sunk its fingers
deep enough
into my flesh
the line between
“probable”
and
“plausible”
might fade enough to cross
with a bridge built of
“maybe”s.
i’ve a bad habit
of only letting myself
ache
for the things that are
so minutely
out of reach.
(a heart half-cracked
a mind
beaten down
a life twisted by fate.)
just once
i closed my eyes and smiled
because really
aren’t all injuries the same
if they heal?