more old poetry

  Weight Training
“This is a giant block of whatever is most difficult for you to carry & trust me on this, you’ll carry it more times than you can count until you decide that’s exactly what you want to do most & then it won’t weigh a thing anymore.

I dream about you at night.  
Your eyes translucent and deep
I stare into you and am found
I get lost in the moment
Hoping you’re real this time

I’d go insane if I didn’t write…

but some things you can’t even put into words. 

Maybe one day I’ll write about it. 

For now, it’s too much to remember, or forget.

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