if I saw you again i’d say…
you know there’s only one of you and me
we resisted to keep the peace. i get it
but did our differences have you looking at me differently?
i would ask…
was it my lack of empathy,
was I too demanding?
did I not say enough…about how our first shared meal felt like something I manifested.
i’m not good at vulnerability
you said it yourself, yet we connected
i’d remind you that..
we exchanged music, discovered new love languages
shared more than just opinions & late evenings
separate time zones but you’d make time
maybe you put your all in and I held back
maybe I overreacted
or am I just doing it again..
making something out of nothing
hoping, wishing, & expecting
Instead of goin through the motions
being accepting of the outcome
easier remembered than done
just another fragment of my past I can’t replace
another piece of the moments I reflect on if I gave up too easily
did I destroy this with overthinking
did I destroy this trying to fill a void that was never your responsibility
hoping, wishing & expecting
instead of goin through the motions
we confessed how we handled
wasn’t up to our human standard
if I was more gentle , more understanding
if you were less prideful..
you know Im a handful
not typical like the girls you meet
there’s only one of you and me
i hope you agree….