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Look;

When did relationships
Get defined
By a read receipt?
Will we
Now
Only measure intimacy
By a tweet?

What do we have left,
Why can’t we
Go back
To laughter
In a diner seat
When I say I love you
Sweetheart believe me it's
So true because every day
I wanna hold you and tell
You I love you.
Love you ❤️😙❤️❤️
J31
He didn't want to be like his parents. All he wanted was to be himself and not go through hell just to be accepted. He wasn't in a rush but felt pressured by everyone. Be this do that things they wanted projected on him. He stayed away trying to improve behind the scenes.
He had love for them but they never treated him right or fair. He never has a say or control but did get all the backlash for things that had nothing to do with him. He tried to learn and understand but learned its not his problem and to stay out.
How do they know what's best when they never tried. It was such a handful of drama that made him keep a distances. He called them on it now the bad guy.
 Mar 2021 Jackie Mead
nivek
the Daffodils have returned into the light
- Sun worshippers, all
Big and black
The umbrellas
Knew not of any other size
And colours

A rainy day
Decades ago
I reckon

Men on foot
And bicycles, black
Peddling the tar road
Soaking wet

Their attire
Native, pure white
Monochrome
The photograph
Inspired by a photo
poets languish
in the arms
of yesterday

they greedily
inhale the
taste of today

they dream
about tomorrows
in the night
as they lay

poets can
romanticize the
most unromantic
of days

poets
create moments
that live on
in so
many ways
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