What do I do now
Now that I know.
Should I delete those drafts about you
Or try to rewrite them into a different meaning.
This loss I gained
Is it because I lost a potential
A future I finally deared to imagine.
Or did I truly fall far too fast
For someone I finally got to meet
And now got hurt by the consequences.
I know you can't force things,
Some things are simply not meant to be
But maybe the fact that you admit we are such a good match
Hurts harder when you tell me it isn't there
What do I do now
Now that I know
That I gained a friend
YOU ARE READING
Over my dead body
PoetryThrough Sickness And through Health Till Death, do us part Mostly poems about the struggles of an Illness. Sometimes about love. And rarely, both. Poems can be in English or in Dutch
