I haven’t seen you
we’ve barely said four words
making myself sick over the thought of you
and I know communication is a two way street
but I’m angry
because I always reach out as if I can’t be tired too
It bothers me because that’s not who I am,
but the heart which you say, is so big and so kind has bruises… even by you.
J. Saunders
11.15.17
