my heart does not forget love my heart still feels still wants even though my head well understands the foolishness futility of feeling of wanting.
Tag: unrequited love
Poetry Fragment 1988
who am I to write you poetry? you are the poetry all sharp lines and curves rhythms that flow and ebb sometimes stumble then rush
Obsession #1
Me, unable to stop thinking about you You, the one I couldn’t have Push-me, pull-you Come closer Go away Me, always off-balance You, one minute
Obsession #1
Me, unable to stop thinking about you You, the one I couldn’t have Push-me, pull-you Come closer Go away Me, always off-balance You, one
Obsession #1
Me, unable to stop thinking about you You, the one I couldn’t have Push-me, pull-you Come closer Go away Me, always off-balance You, one minute
Obsession #1
Tonight’s in-class creative writing assignment was to write in whatever form we chose about someone– or something– we had been obsessed about. Me, unable to
