At some point
You might be able
to pick up a drink
to brush your teeth
to listen to those songs
to look into those eyes again
and hold his gaze without fear
and without that love in your chest
But today isn't that day.
YOU ARE READING
neon starlight
Poetrythe post-midnight musings of a young modern romantic. *Disclaimer: the current cover art is not my own, the imagery was found on Pinterest and I was unable to find the original owner. While I did the titles, all rights go to the original artist.
