Learning. - Poem by Kim Dang
Learning to look at the world without you in it;
it was only a minute.
I'd regret that you changed so many components,
I'd blame you for altering my mapped out moments.
While, through salty words you thank me for changing yours.
Fingerpointing becomes a well known specialty,
nit picking at the technicalities; as if it's worth those four hour
I'd reach deep down to grasp out empty handed,
trying to define forgiveness. And come up gasping for more air.
You'd claim the claims of the undeserving, while we struggle
with vocabulary word games.
Feeling only extremes within this emotional spectrum;
I'd see more pain with my own trust broken.
The internal devils will thrash in the face of your
Those sweet words say you'd be there for me.
While you wait with one feet tapping.
While you sigh audibly at what is happening.
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