I'm crying because i'm confused,
but i'm confused as to why i'm crying.
The tears falling,
like jigsaw puzzles that don't fit,
they frame my cheeks perfectly.
Just like how you didn't make sense
in my life,
but I know I needed
you in it.
YOU ARE READING
What We Are
PoetryFiguring out who you are to me and who I am to you shouldn't be that hard. --- What We Are: A Poetry Collection
