I saw you today
You seemed
Different
Maybe it's
Because
We didn't talk
Last
Night
Like we used to
But you've lost
Your glow
Are you tired?
Are you angry?
Or perhaps
My pulling away
Caused you pain?
I'm sorry
I didn't mean to
But
You and I
Both knew
That we couldn't be
This close
Without someone
Getting hurt
And now I fear
I hurt you anyways
While trying
Not
To.
YOU ARE READING
guns and bullets
PoetryThe pen was the gun. Her words, the bullets. A collection of poetry I wrote when life happened.
