I’d want you to know
Because
I’ve learned strange lessons
About information
We don’t share
And it makes me question
The learning process.
Anyway –
There are words
Phrases
We have on repeat
It seems,
Makes me think
Of someone
Sometimes
I smile…
Although,
What’s the point
Of people
That don’t want us
Can’t love…
Back on topic
This person I met
I’d like to thank
For information
Of thought
But of all the things
You said to me
Without words,
Wait
Don’t think this smooths over
The bullshit
But Back on track –
Thanks
For telling me,
“There’s nothing wrong with you,”
And, I won’t ask
If you meant it.
Poetry