The Author Practices His Craft

I’m sorry.

                       Say it again.

I’m sorry.

                             Say it with the break.

I…I’m sorry.

                                  Say it more poetic.

Everything in me was begging to run.

                                                                 Again.

Everything in me was aching to stay…I’m sorry.                        

                                              Good. Another.

I miss you.

                        Say it again.

I…I miss you.

                                  Poetic.

I miss your hands.

                                    More poetic.

I miss your hands almost every morning.

                                                   Make it sting.

I miss your hands every morning I wake up next to her. 

                                 Good. Another.

I love you.

                      You already know.

I love…

                          You already know...

I’m sorry, I miss your hands.

                       More poetic.

Everything in me is aching.

                                Good. Again.

Everything in me is aching. I’m sorry

Almost every morning.

                                              Again.

Every morning I wake up next to her,

 My hands are aching.

                              …

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