had to find another ice cream spot
no more breakfast at cheap diners
cannot wear that shirt again
eyes ignore black sedans
dodge sweet memories
because of you
I take the
long way
home
About the Creator
Daniel K
I write love poems about the girl who has a hold over my heart and my life in such a way that neither are my own anymore. The girl I would choose over and over and over again. I love her, and that is the beginning and end of everything.
The Cost
There is always a cost. Not the dramatic kind people imagine, not the cinematic sacrifice that earns applause, but the quiet, relentless toll that transformation demands. The cost begins long before you rise and continues long after you land. It threads itself through every choice, every boundary, every refusal to return to the version of yourself that once made survival look effortless.
By Elisa Wontorcik7 days ago in Poets
Comments (1)
This one hit me so hard too because it was so relatable. I couldn't eat ice cream for 8 years because they reminded me of him