Simply [poem]

We share a
beautiful understanding
rooted within a
deep misunderstanding
of the world around us.
And we call this place
love.
On the corner of
misery and hope
in the town of
unbearable.
And I wouldn't
want to be
anywhere else,
with anyone else.

that girl.

I'm that girl
they write about
in country songs,
that can bring
a man to his knees.

I'm that girl
standing in the doorway
with tears
in her eyes.

I'm that girl
serenading her steering wheel
wishing that one
special boy
was sitting next to her.

I'm that kind of girl
that cries herself to sleep,
and can't look herself
in the eye.

I'm that girl
that will face
up to her fears,
and stare down
her doubters.


I'm that girl
they write
songs about.

empty.

there are no words.
nothing i could say
that could make this
right again.

there are no actions
nothing i could do
that could change
your mind.

there is no love
nothing
to hold us
together.


there is a hole,
a piece missing
when i'm not
with you.

a piece of me
that's always with you
and i can only see it
when you're looking
at me.

but you don't
look at me.

not anymore.

don't walk away
with the part of
my heart
i have given to you,
without giving a part
of yours
to me.