Don’t shut yourself out from the world
As I stand alone, a wind turbine turns beyond the window outside my room.
I’m sitting alone
in a taxi
thinking of you
are you thinking
I can’t help
Some things are better left unsaid.
Some things aren’t.
But what do we do when it’s both?
How do I put into words how I need you?
When my soul breathes against my chest,
I make them
all too often
Rather than ask
if someone else
has your heart
I looked into the light of 5 candles
and saw the memory
She wonders why
I look at her
with gazing eyes.
This marks the third time in a row
I have written about you,
light from the screen taunts me
my own words mock my fingertips.
By now I should have it figured out