Frustrated that I don’t have it
….but quite turned off by the thought of having it…
Questioning whether I’ve ever had it at all
But perhaps I’m just trying to avoid another fall
– An empty love
– A broken ”us”
Because I loved him
Or at least I thought I did
And it didn’t work out as I planned it
But if love never fails – how come we did!?
I figure I don’t know what I want
So I avoid making a list
Because once that list exists
I may open the door to a trail that consists….
…of disappointment!!

Next time I won’t need to be caught
Because next time, I won’t sell myself so short

Written by Catrina Sophia

I keep on meeting myself over and over again. Each time is different. I write for clarity but most times it is when I feel like clarity has been achieved. Most people who encounter me will say that I have a beautiful way with words. I’m inclined to say that words have a beautiful way with me.

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