New poem on the fly
Sometimes you want to cry in the middle of the day
for no apparent reason
yet if you sat down
for a minute or two
to think about it
you would know
how lies
turn into tears
at any time of day
and you can think
about the times
that never happened
or the ones that almost did
or the dates we sat across
from each otber
pretending it was normal
to lie
and now I cry
what else can I do
to make the day
seem productive.
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Thank you for sharing ✨❤️
Glad seeing you back Christina. Mesmerizing pictures and words capturing the heart.
Awww glad to be back!! Been busy with my book!! Crazy times. How are you??