"sentio" poems
*Odi et amo.
quare id faciam, fortasse requiris?
nescio,
sed fieri sentio et excrucior*
I hate and I love.
Perhaps you ask why I do this?
I do not know,
but I feel it happen and I am torn apart.
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 4:03 AM UTC
i am seventeen
sitting in classics
seeing them hold hands. the girls.
they are proud.
open.
unrelenting.
hadrian eyes me, seeing i do not understand.
'cur invida es?'
i do not look at him.
odi et amo quare id faciam fortasse requiris
nescio sed fieri sentio et excrucior
he puts his hand on my shoulder
where it still remains.
Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC