Inherency
I fucking love humanity
So why can’t I take that love and press it into your cupped hands
I want to house your pain and be a buoy in an ocean
If that’s the most I can be
In a selfish way, or rather mutualist
Until it’s hurting us both and we realize that it wasn’t about our souls
It was about the dependance we could give to one another
I hate inherency
If I can be anything I want to be,
Why can’t I be love
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The ending line makes me want to cry, I understand this feeling. Love this poem so very much
Love you! thank u
Seconding those ending lines. They drip with desperation and desire in a way many experience. Very well done.
Beautiful, painful, and relatable