That ship has already sailed he told me,
like I didn't remember he didn't want me.
But I remember quiet clearly that I'm the one he doesn't love,
what hurts me is that I'm still in love with him.
Every word he says,
every move he makes,
gives me slowly just a little more faith that he might love me again.
But than I'm hit with the reality that his feelings have left,
because the words he says mean nothing unless you're hopeless.
I hear the tick of a clock letting me know every second I am wasting as I scroll through my phone,
the slide of my finger against the screen,
the tap of my thumb as I message someone back,
artificial noise.
Some where there is a child jumping in new puddles,
playing in the soft mud of the Earth,
full of joy.
Some where a child picks springs new dandelions,
blowing on the fluffy seeds to make wishes.
Pledge your life to liberty and justice,
raise your hand and take an oath to serve and protect,
who are you protecting though?
I watch the news and see agents hurting the innocent,
children,
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