sometimes life strikes a lightning of ambivalence,
storming my thoughts to keep me awake at night,
and I'd see my hands ruining all the mended fence—
hoping I'd get rid of it with a heavy sigh.
then my finger types in someone's name on the phone,
and it showed the same pictures I stare at when I think of him;
I know he became something she now owned,
but this curiousity made me fall again on a whim.
I moved on and took long years to finally heal,
then I came back to where I stood and died;
and I wonder if this is something we both feel,
but we were not even something he would like to try.
my past seemed like my favorite movie to replay,
even if it takes me back to my greatest hurt;
no matter how hard I try to escape and find my way,
I guess all the lessons were never learned.
and when I see his face in every crowd,
I'm either staying or walking away,
and I know he will never come back around,
but why do I make the same mistake?
— JAYVIE
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that feeling every night (Completed)
Poetry5th Poetry Anthology a compilation of diary entries, but in the most poetic way possible. I'm glad I can share these emotions with you, even if they capture the unhappy moments in my life - that feeling every night. 🩶 Date Published: August 16, 2023
