On a Wednesday, Before

Sometimes people make you feel like an afterthought
And it stings a little
And you want to return the favour.

But love is different
And I was first loved
And people have their own story- especially the people hurting your feelings.

It’s funny,
Having feelings
They are so honest and yet so mysterious.


After All

Can’t stop thinking about her
Before anyone gets excited
Let’s be honest
I am not a fan of obsession
It’s hard to distinguish from devotion
And the night
and day
and night
and day
seems more frustrating than anything
But maybe there is a reason
(did I mention she gets on my nerves?)
Maybe it is an opportunity
to go beyond
the things I want
because after all
life isn’t all about me.