There's distractions and then the feeling slipping in between your ribs, and it doesn't go away It doesn't seem to have a cause or an end so you just keep yourself busy enough Enough to ignore it and sometimes forget it exists, then everyone goes home and you go home and it slips right back in between your ribs like it never left because it never did. Because there's nothing wrong Not with anything surrounding you, it's something broken inside of you, But I've never known how to fix that and at this point I don't think I ever will.
it always came down to this, since the very beginning of time but if we keep wanting it, we're told it's pathetic, by the time we act tough, it might be gone. fools.
E.E. Cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962
and I'm not gonna share any of it with anyone
i want romance. i want intimacy. i want the 2 am love making. i want consistency, loyalty. i want the random looks of admiration. i want to know you're just for me. i want date nights. i want love so pure and true. i want it because i can return it.
last day of august.
a love like that, all mine🫀
Joanna Glenn, from her novel titled "All My Mothers," originally published in 2021
You are going to be okay.
— Hanif Abdurraqib, from “They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us.”
Will I be too needy and greedy
to be asking for a 50mint long hug?
Cause, I want to be swallowed by the
feeling of warmth in my body
I can feel my heart turning to a stone
Everytime I run towards love, i could
feel my stone cold heart knocking
against my rib cage
it breaks my bones
it hurts a lot
and sit still for a while
until it goes away.
Until I meet someone new
who again makes me want to feel
embrace the warmth.
But the cycle continues.