Blank Sheet of Paper

  It’s only brave     because it’s scary. 

  Love is the most violent act. 

  We never got the timing right. 

  Your brightest moments    and darkest hours. 

  I wanted to call you first. 

  I admit    I think about it. 

  See you in another four years. 

  Today    the intrusive thoughts have won. 

  I could tell you the moment. 

  Someone I don’t get to keep. 

  I fell in love with you. 

  In this life and the next. 

  I leave out the bad parts. 

  Needless to say       we never recovered. 

  And then maybe it will be. 

 Just thinking about your exes again. 

Strangers to Lovers     and back again. 

  Can I ask you a question?