Sometimes hyperbole tells the tale best of all. I sincerely hope to get some feedback on this one. thanks!
Being Real
– When Hyperbole and Life Intersect
Overwhelmed by a single thought
Unexpected.
Triggered by sweet words read on some site I don’t recall
A punch to my chest
A shawl knit of sorrow draped around my shoulders
A vacuum sucks the air from my lungs
This sudden longing for you
a craving sharp and fierce
If I can’t touch you how can I live
and navigate my days?
Never feel you? Never kiss you?
Never hold you in my arms?
The sands of regret
weigh me down and clog my breath
I am blinded to life’s beauty
We will never be together
