Dealing Understands

For the days I apologized,

for the days I forgot my palms in yours,

for the days the breeze swept my dreams,

for the days your sentences defined happiness,

I was left reprehensible.


Gone traveling is the glimmer,

and the sparkle in my skin,

but I am sober,

sober by choice,

limiting my paucity.


You made up the first

time I saw the sky

and wondered if closing

my eyes will get me there.

I am still learning not to miss


people delude.


Misery loves company,

there’s nothing closer to the truth,

we were meant for this,

how did we end up like this?




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