
When my head can't
keep up with my heart
and my heart can't
keep up with my head
I can't remember if that's what love is
or if it's supposed to be
like the nerves bundled
in my mouth
Tongue pressed against my teeth
ready to run
ready to pounce
Or if it's like you
pain in my chest
longing
but not needing to be more
but crying over you
but missing you
but needing you
but not needing to be more
You gave me that ring
and told me to keep it
long after we seperated
I'm still your most important
But I can't help the question
that if I'm so important...
How am I so important to you?
And it's that question that...
About the Creator
Soft Duckie
Poet and artist living with my two dogs in Arizona. You can find my work on https://www.redbubble.com/people/fisheisley?asc=u.



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