We Choke On Words And Polite Conversations Poem by Seairra Kyger

I’ll be here forever
That whisper in your ear
Did you mean what you said
Or was is just something I wanted to hear

My body is tingling
Slowly growing cold
Losing touch with myself
The world no longer in my hold

I hope this doesn’t hurt you
You were never meant to cry
But I will always love you
Till the day we both do die

My heart is gone
Replace in my throat with a lump
I had no clue
That loving you
Would hurt this much