perhaps i gave my everything too soon.
it’d probably be better if i didn’t skip honeymoons
to hypothesize how everything could go wrong
any day any time.
if i didn’t have the desire to catch everything
before it flies away
just to give it one more try,
i could explain how love being fickle
is an easy lie for those who have
trouble loving anything let alone with everything.
instead, i use my soul as fuel
that my body couldn’t possibly create
leaving me with no energy to relate
to the things logical creatures say.

everything Stories by Noelle

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