to hearts.

When will I

Get over you.

 

It’s been more than         a couple months due

And you’re still there,

Lingering.

 

My mind does and then doesn’t

Relent

So easily.

I wish it did, though. Because,

Even though things are supposed to be changing,

I tend to still live in that

Ill-forsaken,

Not to want

To be forgotten past.

 

And there I wish I could find you,

I look at cars and think of him or you

And vans and

Can’t even relate

Except it’s never been your face.

 

It’s like “Dammit to hell, Jim”

Though Star Trek coursed its own fate.

I think I’m so smart but really

To hearts that can’t even decide how to break.

1:12 am, 11/11/17

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