The Blood & The Bones

The story on repeat.

Left behind on the other side.

But I won’t see you there.

Always getting caught up in little boxes. Misunderstandings. Words misread.

And it isn’t like it’s ever anything significant. Just a connection. Just electricity. Just magnets.

Or just a passing thing.

Just another girl you said you’d get busy and forget. You and him and all the rest.

Yet I know, in the longtime, I am not so easily forgotten.

Still hoping you don’t think badly of me for the unintentional shit I said. Find a way to remember me fondly for the things I got right. Knowing we’re all human and sometimes the brain, heart and tongue don’t work the same.

Because I am one of the good ones, I swear even if I get caught up in fear and curiosity. Playing it cool and all of that. Scared to leap and falling flat.

Either way, I’ll still pray for you and look up at the dark night sky wondering if the sun is changing the color of your eyes wherever you are on the other side of not here. They are always somewhere other than here.

Be safe. Godspeed. Be well. Take care.

LL