MIDSUMMER THOUGHTS ➸ poetry & prose

i don't know why

i don't know why
i only started writing these for you
maybe it's a parting gift;
something to remember me by
if you want to remember me,
that is

i don't know why
you tend to forget things
maybe you just find it easier
than to remember them for as they are
when they are
no longer there anymore

i don't know why
you tend to hide things from me
maybe you just find it easier
than coming out as an inconvenience
or maybe you just don't
trust me like you did four years ago

i don't know why
you continue to change
maybe you just find it easier
than to keep waking up the same
when everyone around you
have already taken ten steps ahead

i don't know why
i never got to say these things to you
maybe i find it easier to hide them
than throwing them out in the blue
if you wouldn't appreciate them
as much as i appreciate you