TMYWA
I remember
the last time you
sent me flowers…
They were beautiful,
but they didn’t last…
and maybe that’s what fascinated
you about them.
Your flags were not red though.
Red is intense.
Red is loud.
Red doesn’t pretend to
be one thing and then
turns out to be another.
Have you ever had your soul
wrestle with your body?
Mind wage war against heart?
That’s how it always felt like trying to love you. I went to battle with God. And I have battle scars like souvenirs to prove that I have been there.
The Men You’re Warned About
A compilation of short stories, poetry, and thoughts on dating, unrequited love, heart break, and healing.
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