writing thoughts
deleting thoughts
anger flares
and then subsides
love blooms
and fades
you’re hot
and then you’re cold
you want me
but you don’t
is it
a human
pattern?
a species’
self-torture?
the plot
to transform
my heart
into
dust
people
succumb
to less
i am settling
for
less
i once yearned for
less
when I felt like
less
but
maybe i'll realize
i
am
more