Noting changes.
Nothing grows.

Empty highs.
Empty lows.

I can't feel the warm,
And I can't feel the cold.

You try to make me happy,
And I try just for you.
But other than our trying,
Nothing else is new.

I worry I'll upset you,
If I can't make a change.
It's not fair of me,
To make you stay the same.

You said you

were made to

swim free;

but, my darling

I'm a harbor not

the sea..


*Sandoval

And when you left
I overwatered all your flowers

When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.