Letters to My Lover #5
Before the anger there came grief.
You are important (but not enough)
You are special (but not enough)
You are enough (but not enough… for me)
- read between the lines
Where there is death, there will always be death.
Where there is vacancy, there will always be filling.
I sometimes wonder if our connection left such a hole to be filled
That the universe sent a replacement dove
To the spot that should’ve been mine.
- placating myself
Don’t give yourself so much credit
If life is a film roll
I could cut you out
And my life would still make sense
- your appearance did not change my decisions
