It was too late to take it back
There's a reason that my most intimate relationships have been lived in celibacy
Because there is a canyon between my heart and my body
Nothing reminds me of the distance more than hands on my skin
Speaking of the distance it takes to get to my heart
The barriers between my body and the whole of me
I couldn't stomach the thought of the first two being the only people
Swirling around that place in my life
I found 3 in a haze hoping he could at least take a third of the space
Give me something else to think about
The same way I felt with 4 and 5 and 6....
Until I realized that stacking blazed disappointed on top of tragedy
Doesn't make anything better
It just makes it harder to think
Gives more pieces to sort
And further separates me heart from my body
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