as i take one step forward,
i will involuntarily take two steps back.
and i will repeat this until i am back in your
arms, and back in your heart.
because the steps forward are decided by my actions-these actions i think will better
me as a person.
because i am a bad, bad person. and bad people don't get a special place in your
rich and honest heart.
two steps back and i will land in your
rib cage, your skeletal frame will catch me because it has to, because you thought you always had to.
though, i love you so.
two steps back and i will love you again, i will regress and reiterate the words i tell you,
until you open your bony arms and i
come in for the hug you've been waiting
for.
one step forward;
i'll move on.
two steps back;
i fall in love all over again.
r.k.
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Meathead Monologue
PoetryI wanted everyone and everything; all the time and all at once. [volume ii] [poetry and prose] [2017-2019]
