I Pray

I pray it rains everytime you are sad so the sun doesn’t take away your fear of feeling the feelings. You wrapped up each time in so many layers, you lost count of your own hiding places.

This rain also has been hiding your sadness with no human to hug you, no conversation could compare to how strong you say you are.
Yet you know you are broken, only to be seen as perfect to others.

Trauma Cycle

Talking about losing trust in humanity, you smile and say “while people walk away from people, I walk closer to nature.” I say, I could never walk away from people, you see my work is with people and walking away will end the little hope left in humanity, that is holding to dear life.

Could Have Been

This could have been our love story, to walk away from each other and to start somewhere new, something new. You heard my voice and said everything changed. While I looked the same to me, you said I sounded different from the last conversation we had. Is that what changed means to you. The change in my voice.