New Year Confession

In all of poetry
I cannot read the poems of ‘Love and Misadventures’.

Because the first line of acknowledgements
Already has your name in it,
While the rest of the book reminds me of
My time with you.

And I cannot allow myself to look back;
Or be reminded-
I can’t.

Not when I already know
You will not be there
Staring back at me.

Fickle

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Sometimes I wonder if there will be that one guy that will say cheesy,
Romantic things to me.

Sometimes I wonder if there will be that one guy that will take my breath away;
Set my skin on fire with just a touch.

Then I wonder if I’ll ever find him.
Look at myself,
Then realize.

Maybe I don’t want to find him at all.