déjà vu

Today I feel naked and vulnerable and more than ever I wish I had his arms to lie in. I need him to carry me and speak sense into me and tell me I can be exposed before him. Everything feels like I’m on repeat. I’m sure I’ve done this before. Felt this pit in…

The Saddest Poem I’ll Ever Write

“I search for a word, the word, one word.”   I looked back, I’m sorry, at all those old love poems To listen to how they made your heart strike. I imagined what it was like when I first gave you that poem-   Now I don’t feel right reading between the lines for a…