Because I’m not ready
You’re not ready
It hurts
The way frustration hurts
The way sadness informs
Subterranean and dark
Did you feel good when you woke up
that you spoke up
that you vented
That you told me why
The why matters
My fingertips still trace paths
And my heart still remembers rhythm
I feel it and I felt it
hanging onto it
but just barely
the way water runs off a peach
-RTB
