Please, can't you say it?
I'm tired of guessing.
Why skip around the truth
Rather than outright admitting it?
We dance like fireflies
Flying around
Not hitting the mark
But making a dent
Making a sound.
Please just say what we're thinking
Please, I beg you.
I promise we feel the same way.
I promise I won't judge you.
The thing is,
I can't get over it.
It sticks in my memory
unforgettable
and I want it
but I know it was just
subconscious dreamland.
It was old
I dreamt
it was next year
everyone I loved was there
tall chairs
light work
not reality
everyone
perfect
I woke up and I felt his love
butterfly wings against my cheek
My dread of math -
infinite.
Why must it be so complicated?
Math reasoning may be the authority on your scoring sheets
but it's not the boss of me.
Because there is no math reasoning.
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