Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

You make my head hurt –
every time you’re close
my mind travels
to lives of past vibrance
we once
created.

You’re different there;
So was I –
but our soul flames always knew
how to find their twins
in each other…

You don’t like eloquence
and poetry
or prose;
And I’m prone to
thinking of ways
to tell you I knew you once,
many times over.

It hurts my head,
but then maybe I don’t even have to
say anything.
Or just maybe, I think too much.

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