Honestly

Some days

I curl

And somedays

I think

And somedays

I wander

And somedays

I desire

And somedays

I want

And somedays

I think

And somedays

It’s you

And somedays

It’s not

Are you

Okay with

That with

Me honestly

We are

Only our

Worst things

To each

Other we

Are friends

And enimies

We are

The best

And the

Worst can

We not

Be friends

Do you

Not know

That true

Love hurts

That it’s

Not about

Roses and

Balloons it’s

Really about

Tears and

Anguish and

All the

Stuff were

Not supposed

To talk

About love

Is as

Love does

It loves

I may

Not be

Enough or

At the

Right time

But please

Know that

I/you tripped

On each

Other for

A reason

We looked

At each

Other and

Saw what

Chagrin an

Excuse because

The Universe

Brought us

Together standing

There agape

Looking we

Saw what

What did

We see

I saw

You and

You saw

Me and

The rest

Of life

Simply disappeared