I Think

I think about
Love, life, and him
Of course I picture him with me
Vulnerable is our relationship
Everything could change in an instant
He could break my heart or mend it back together
I am scared to try but
Maybe he loves me too.

by carlee banks

Comments (2)

it actually does sound like a poem, a very deep personal poem. The depth of honesty is very impressive.
Very painful Autumn. I understand too well as my mother left when I was ten. I enjoy your work very much. Sincerely, Mary