Write Things Down

By, Toffer Surovec

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Today sadness settles slowly into my soul mistaking alliterations with self expression. I’ve lost her. She was my dream. My someday. The telos of me becoming who I wanted to be. The ultimate treat for over coming something as big as myself. I’ve lost her. Separated at the birth of something tangible. Something I have to tell myself is better for her. She told me good bye and we both still don’t believe it. It feels real though. Too real.

I know I haven’t lost her. I think I finally know what faith feels like.

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