was my parents generation the last to believe in and commit to love?
it seems my generation tends to leave.
myself included.
but i hope i have reasons why rather than excuses.
i want to find love but i want someone who also wants to
find it. practice it. and communicate it.
not give up on me. not give up on the hope i have of this world.
there are billions of people in this world.
and you're telling me i haven't met my "match"
i guess i have to believe that.
i can't imagine i even know a million people
i have so many to meet
yet i thought i would have met them by now
YOU ARE READING
a fragile state of mind
Poetrypoems and excerpts written during a fight against my mind in an unknown but exhaustive amount of time
