A poem about you… no about me… no about us….
How come you never write back?
I would never do you like that
But I’m cursed to rearrange my flight path
Or am I
Have I fooled myself
Why am I so attached to your approval
Even though my efforts never move you
What I wanna do to you
But I can’t get my hands on the tools used
Is it because I’m not clever enough?
Not smart enough to get you to trust
Or maybe in my rush to be in love
I turned a crush into an idol to be lifted up
I’m probably the one with issues
In a rush to get you
Rush past all my insecurities
Thinking your love would nourish me
And I’d heal
Or did I even know I was hurt
No concept of clean when all you’ve seen is the dirt